Little Things

"Joy is just little things coming together"
This was the little girl's answer to
her father for the reason why she is so happy
with a little thing she got as a birthday's present.
He visualized her answer to remember:

a punch of warmness got from a sup of tea in a cold winter night
the smell of home shining in approaching eyes
the view of crossed hands walking together
the beat of heart for the shade of love
the drowse after long restless work
dreaming of the new dress in Christmas' night
the cuddle of your first baby
hearing the tone of a dear forgotten voice
the blossom of a flower after a long sleep
singing of a bird nesting at sunset
rain drops knocking on the window to sea a bracelet of colorful bow
a moment of devotion
a bite of bread after emptiness
and the return to a bosom the years snatched it
The father's eye was full of tears
while the little girl was busy
making a tart of mud with a feeble candle in the middle

The father slipped away closing the door quietly
holding in his hand a rosary of forgotten little things.

by Ossama Farahat

Get to the point

Get to the point
Time is a miser
Details shall make you tired
Let dreams step aside
Together with papers you promised to read

You are 50 Y
What is wrong about that?
When you are 60 you will be much comfortable
finding an ample time.

Your eyes shall become weaker!
your glasses will be heavy!
your teeth shall fall down!
Even your knees shall not carry you!

Naturally, similar to things you no longer need
By the way these things impede your spiritual power,
the ability to cud memories
and enable the pulley turns slowly for your sake
to see by your own eyes all the beautiful things
your hands could not reach or fled from you
Also you can reverse the tape till the very beginning

Take my advice
Do not let some white hair scratch your head
Better for you to delete from your watcha
bout twenty five years and please go to sleep.

by Ossama Farahat


The Death of a Moment

Turn around in the yard
The whole world shall turn around along with you
Move your wings and fly
But do not disclose your song

Two looks are being embraced by our eyes
they pulled us by tow strings from our blood
The heart beat
The body became invisible
The smile slowly slipped among
the shadow of sorrow and
the light of yearning
then it sparkled from the eyes

The old eagerness began to move
The word began to rise
As soon as it came to sight
the two strings were cut apart
The moment swept away
We fell in love
and the magic disappeared

by Ossama Farahat