Rainbow bruise
Rainbow bruise
There was a time when life was right
Simple , pure and the sky was blue
When music was Abba and Bee Gees
Dirt roads would kiss my shiny shoes
Leaving them dusty, angry and used…Waiting in metro stations
Notebook , plain Bic blue pen
Stealthy smiles in a crowded cruise
Drifting to private constellation
Stars of love and rainbow bruiseFava beans dressed in dirty oil
Swimming across a rusty plate
Incredibly tasty from the dirtiest hands
Of the filthiest chef of a sooty cart,
the taste of youth he infused …Big things were just right … Small
things … were simply not in use
Old folks , I thought , had all the clues
Why now – midway – as I am .. more ..
puzzled muddled and bemused ?!Forgive me past.. For I did not know
How wise I was before I grew
Seasoned ,cultured, and sophisticated
Forgive me present .. For I confess
I have no faith – no more – in youI am Back to my rainbow bruise ..
TarekOfCairo
Posted on July 19, 2012, in Poems and tagged friendship, love, memories, Poem, TarekOfCairo. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
what can i say ??!!! … have no more hats to put up ya Tarek .. i saw this before but was not able to read it to the end.. keep searching for it now.. it is tohfa tohfa tohfa … you made your way to make me feel living those precious days again .. you paint by words as you paint by photography … thumbs up >haaaayla
Thank you Amany .. This is one of my favourites, but what would you do when all of a sudden the past is suddenly alive infront of you .. and suddenly you have a measuring scale … and you discover how real and full it was and how empty is the busy life we have now .. Vain is the word .. as you said it before … Its the mid life crisis .. Or more truely .. Mid life wisdom .. Revelation … Again I love his one .. Its totally alive in me and thats why it did need very little elaboration and editing … Its a milestone … I felt it opened m clogged fluency pipeline .. Thank you for finding the time to revisit it and comment …
Didnt see this reply before… i dont know what do u mean by (all of a sudden) ? … as there were times we enjoyed things, it must come a time when it s our turn to bring joy to others … still there is much in our lives to do and enjoy >> Farah and Layaly are more than enough ..
as for this beautiful poem .. i think it could be elaborated, plus شوية اخراج, and re-post … u write in english as good as in arabic .. have fun