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Best Poems From
TALAL KASSAD
(01/01/1985)
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Love at no Sight
Hardly a day goes by
Without a dream or thought.
I lived where she can never tell-
I lived inside her heart.
Therein I found so many veins,
Each could feed an eye.
I touched a vein and let a tear fall
With a view to irrigating her sylvan eyes.
But once her eyes grew so misty,
A dropp of tear rolled down warmly...
And then her chest embraced her tears,
For they were once so near-
They were once inside her heart.
But we, by love, were never sinners
Because our love was purified.
She only loved my eyes which never beheld her own,
And so I came to love her own,
By means of which I saw her heart.
TALAL KASSAD
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Ode to Chastity
One day I pledged myself to come alive,
And on the nectar of her rose survive.
She has no eyes, nor has she hair,
But shes a beauty beyond compare.
As though she were the eye we find
With shining lids to hurt the blind.
My soul, united with her own, is high
And never found but shining in the sky,
Therefrom I look, my love, at you
Wherein the stars are only few.
If said: youre fair, its true but why
Is it that you, with all this, die?
When eyeing her, I feel in love
And gain more light to shine above.
Whenever felt, this love does shine
To render all bad thoughts benign.
What love I feel, though felt of old,
Becomes all people- young and old.
And many though her partners be, in truth,
So chaste are they that none is found uncouth.
TALAL KASSAD
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The Global Rape
There I was, but there Ill go again.
Towards an eastern land I make my way,
Wherefrom arose the sun-like beauty,
Wherein the sunshine used to be all day.
But something strange befell the globe.
The east became no longer east.
For, though at noon, the sun was hiding
And hid with it the gleam of hope.
On such a low if weighty land
The virgin girl was once abiding,
The voice of whom resounding
The voice of peace
By no means was she nonnative,
Nor was her peace less native in her heart
Until, by cannons of injustice,
He tore her simple breast apart.
He stripped her peaceful clothing
To wear them in disguise
Not before he stained them by his fingers
Nor before he wove them into lies.
But so audacious was he
That with his most unyielding fingers
He never failed to pluck her eyes
Which, when weeping, oozed with peace
Which, when laughing, oozed with love
But much to her dismay,
He left her none but something banned.
He left the name of terrorism.
He left the seeds he sowed upon this land-
The seeds of horrors,
The seeds of terrors.
But then as time went by,
The one-time seeds would leave the womb
To be revenged upon the father of the crime,
To be revenged upon a man, so asinine,
Upon a man whose rape was epoch-making,
A man who raped the name of Palestine.
TALAL KASSAD
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To His Shameless Mistress: Parody
Come ye mistress! Use your mind!
To that Andrew dont be kind!
Dont resemble those who say:
When deluded Never Mind
So regretful is the news
That the primrose is to lose
Glitz and glamour after spring
When it droops yet finds no dews.
No more glistening will you seem
When the sun exhales its beam
On the wondrous roses all
And so burns your peaceful dream.
On the morrow you will see
How the worms will feed on thee.
When you moan your day and say
Set me free, my Lord, prithee
Yonder passions will not last,
Since the present will be past.
Seize the day! Dont waste it for
Days are short and passing fast
Guide yourself! Dont let it loose!
Lest they hunt you like a goose,
Lest the wolves should leap on thee
Shed and drink your blood like juice.
Nothing still I have but praise
For the music which he plays
Rhyming verse and singing songs
Which can leave us much ablaze
TALAL KASSAD
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