Skip to main content

أبيات


جفاف

جفَّ شِعري مات
لما أنَّ قلبي أنّات
وافت قريحتي الوفاة
وتكسرت أبياتي شتات
ناديتها بآهات
أن ارجعي يا أبيات
لكن هيهات هيهات
ولّى إلهامي وفات
سرت قبله خطوات
وتأخر عني سنوات
أجابني أنه آت
سألته  أنى لي الكلمات
رد علي بصدى أصوات
من وادي الأموات
أن اعذرني، لا آتي إليك
إلا مع العبرات



------------------
الرامي والقلم

سهامها سود
قطع ظلام
وعيد ووعود
أفراح وآلام
تسديد وشرود
إحياء وإعدام
جرحها أخدود
مليء بالآثام
صوتها ودود
يبهج الأيام
تأتي من لدود
تدمي الأكلام
أو بالحب تجود
تحّي بالإبهام
تُضيع الردود
أو تنير الأفهام
قصدي يا مسعود

عن كلام الأقلام
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Brief me, pleaaaaase!

"I need a break brief" "Brief" is becoming a word to kill for nowadays. I just have to say " give me a brief " to trigger a raffle of weird looks from my interlocutor, and sometimes it goes like " but we're discussing now! "... well, I can let go and get an affirmation that our discussion IS the brief. But truth doesn't take time to show up: " why don't we do a promotion or offer something? ", or " can we say some other message? ", or some other person comes and tell the team they were wrong in their approach, and that a brief would be re-written...! I would have loved to be the cool dude who helps you leave on time, but it's not up to me.. when it starts becoming a habit, and the cool dude is not that cool if one day he calls halt to the bad habit, then you should know it's for the sake of the client, the agency, the artists, the creatives, and the industry centennial learnings. Some might d...
4 comments
Read more

I Want to Eat!

Act 1 He walks in a fine-diner... an usher rushes to greet him and managed to get him a very good table. He doesn't make him wait long before he brought him a few handouts, covering the restaurant's long heritage and how it's digging its roots deep in history to the last century. He takes care of thanking him of finding this cozy place that actually belongs to a well-known chain of restaurants offering all sorts of international food with local touch in each location. " We know customers come to us with high expectations, and I am positive you won't be disappointed, Sir! " The customer is very happy and overwhelmed with how the whole floor is at his service, and he fought the idea that is silently popping in his mind " they would add a hefty service charge on the bill! ". While he is absorbed in that thought, the usher calls the floor manager, who invites the guest to another table, even better than the first one. " You are ou...
Post a Comment
Read more

Fog

The fog filled the place. we can hear the sound of waves' agony on the shore, and the reader may feel the smell of salty air invading his nasal cavities and freezing again in his pulmonary system. The sound of metallic chains break the silence, or at least what sounded like silence, – silence is how we define the endless monotony of sounds and voices around us that are of the same level for a relatively long period of time, till they become the benchmark for other sounds, which should be louder to be heard–. The chain is of an anchor, announcing the ship is leaving, or that of a slave interrupting his daily routine (or resuming one, how would you know?). The moist cloth bag on my shoulder makes me feel the night endlessly longer. I can't hear the horn of my ship coming yet... still staring at the horizon and trying to see through the fog for a small swinging light and a captain calling my name.
1 comment
Read more