The Diary Of Tears ( Six )

by ADEL   Dec 18, 2011


Have you ever, dear unreader, felt in your old tomorrows
that you are the only one colored and all others are black and white?
That you are the only one carrying the jewel of elation
and all others seemed ignorant of your dreamy blessing.
That the cleanest object, human or lord
seemed lower than your extreme dirt
and your heart is more intoxicated than the boiling tons of wine
drank worldwide.
That books read you and tell about your delicate stories
of calmness and wise mood
and pencils write your name
upon the holiest notes of history
related to the moments of glory
happened to exist in spring times.
That the ground will not meet your naked skull
and the worms will not get fortunate eating your delicious flesh.
All these ages of gladness, my hated unreader, you feel in a second of morning awakening once you inhale your miserable cigarette and take a sip of your bitter coffee,

perhaps you like it sweet, but I assume the sugar is over.

( C ) Copyright 2011 ADEL ATTIYEH

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  • 12 years ago

    by Ray Blue

    Great lines~

    All these ages of gladness, my hated unreader, you feel in a second of morning awakening once you inhale your miserable cigarette and take a sip of your bitter coffee,

    Nicely written! 5/5!

    Ray

  • 12 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    It is like been surrounded in a world of bliss and not caring for anything until you break away from the dream of bliss and return to reality..liked the read.

  • 12 years ago

    by Sylvia

    Adel, the message that I take from this is basically we feel on top of the world and all is good when we first awake and before life starts each day and reality sets in. This does have some sadness to it but not as much as I normally feel in your words. Good job.

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