Friday, March 9, 2012

A talk in tavern


I met you in a tavern alone
Smoke rises and a piano echoes
Glasses and cups are clashing
You look at me in submission
Your eyes asked me salvation

They promised me hot welcoming
I don't accept bribes no , no,
You return to look in plead

The music played Chopin
I can't stand pleading eyes
The candles were soft

All were in couples
She was sitting alone
May be waiting for somebody

Something pushed me to say hello
She was smiling in sorrow.
I asked do you know me ?

Why you look so silent ?
What do I look like ?, she answered
You look sad in misery
What isn't sad in life ?
Sadness is your companion in birth

Every executioner stared at me
Then snatching my body.
What did you do ?
Walking like a sheep behind

Cheers, the days of defeat.

She sobbed in agony
My friends accepted condolence

What did you do ?
I raised the white sheet .
My virginity is gone
My honor is slayed
Why didn't you resist?
How can I resist the wolves
wolves are greater than sheep

time is contaminated with sins
the black mingles with the red
no white color whatsoever
where can I find a star in sky
how can I find the moon light
I'm not another Maupassant
Only Chekhov in my mind
My orchard is dried
My sunlight is paled

My mute horse is dead.
Where is Jesus?
To survive the dead .

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