A Poem and not a Song

by Abenyusuf

I would give a tale of a genius’s grave and a tower of Iron, but never a joke.

Somewhere a body is waiting its sad conscience. A town is watching the mountains with intentions of change.

It’s much more easier to compose a poem than to please with a song, and if you like how others sing, I will respect the silence by all strategies.

Somebody will follow the good direction, and the ecology in the next revolution will be serious.

It’s never late to write a last speech for the future companions. Few of them are afraid of the sea, but most of them take sugar in the coffee.

I prefer the misunderstanding when it comes after love my Mistress.

Abenyusuf

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~ by B Majnun on January 1, 2008.

2 Responses to “A Poem and not a Song”

  1. Mà shâ’ Al-lâh, brother, I’m proud. That’s an honor.
    I will respect the silence by all strategies, but there’s no friendship without friends.
    Yours,

  2. abenyusuf, people can be busy so it can take some time to comment. 🙂

    My favorite part: Somewhere a body is waiting its sad conscienc

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