Poems from my travels, Egypt
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.
I, who travel the world ruled by a bestial frenzy,
I am the pain of the sufferer and the distorted folly,
I left those who did not follow me.
According to the desire of my heart,
I traveled to the lands of the horizon, to step on my throne,
To calm down my stormy mind where the
Deluge dwells since the dawn of time,
Irritated by an ancient wrath
Turned into candescence as the centuries went by.
And I saw the top of the wondrous horn
It stands out as a bestly tooth from the barren gums
Whether it’s a crypt or a golden chest
Buried in sand
In the harsh desolation of the desert
A dead woman’s silent garden
Like an oasis.
A sweet, intoxicating voice asks from the grave:
”Where art thou go?”
Is that a spirit, or a jackal
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