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*It’s a Reminder*
This is my poem *It’s a reminder*, which I made it for every person who has forgotten that he is a light guest on this earth, let us read and consider: *It’s a Reminder* One day I passed the graves, and I was struck By voices rising from the tombs, then fading, stuck I stood there frozen, scanning all around The eerie sound was terror’s haunting sound I strained my ears as if I were bound tight Among the graves, surrounded by the night The realm of the dead closed in like a haze, As if my own spirit slipped through the maze. Scattered the graves, both leader and throng, All bound in the silence where they all belong. Their ages equal here, from babe to youth All in the same, a silent, grim truth Their rags beneath the earth have shriveled tight No sound but silence, no dawn to break the night A chill gripped my bones, as I felt the cold dread, For a moment I thought I was already dead. I struggle to move, but feel my strength has fled Each breath a whisper fills me with dread Oh, the life we have wasted in folly's embrace, While death ever lingers, encroaching our space. Return to wisdom, now’s the time, my friend for soon, we’ll all be dust in the end ------------------------ |
رد: *It’s a Reminder*
وهنا تجدون مثيلاً لنفس القصيدة صنعته بتصرف كامل، لأن القصائد لا يمكن ترجمتها بشكل حرفي: *التَذْكِرَة* مَرَرْتُ عَلَى الْأَرْمَاسِ يَوْماً فَهَالَنِي صَوْتٌ مِنَ الْأَرْمَاسِ يَعْلُو ويَخْفُتُ وَقَفْتُ مَكَانِي أَجُولُ بِنَاظِرِي يَكَادُ يُؤْرِقُنِي مِنْ هَوْلِهِ الصَّوْتُ أَصَخْتُ السَّمْعَ كَأَنِّي مُسَمَّرٌ وحَوْلِيَ أَجْدَاثٌ وأَوْهَامٌ ومَوْتُ أَحَاطَنِيَ الْفَنَاءُ خُنِقْتُ بِغَصَّةٍ كَأَنَّمَا رُوحِي قَدْ أَصَابَهَا فَوْتُ تَنَاثَرَتِ الْأَجْدَاثُ فَهَذَا قَائِدٌ وذَا زَعِيمٌ، لَا خَبَتٌ فِيْهَا وَلَا أَمْتُ وتَسَاوَتِ الْأَعْمَارُ فَهَذَا رَضِيعٌ وذَا كَهْلٌ وشَبَابٌ وصَبِيٌّ وبِنْتُ أَسْمَالُهُمْ تَحْتَ الثَّرَى انْكمشتْ ولَيْسَ لَهُمْ فِيْهَا إلا البَهْتُ والصَمْتُ رُعْبٌ أَصَابَ الْأَعْظُمَ مِنِّي حَتَّى ظَنَنْتُ كَأَنِّيَ في الْحَقِيقَةِ مِتُّ أُزَحْزِحُ نَفْسِي، ولَكِنِّي عَاجِزٌ وكُلُّ نَسْمَةٍ يُصِيبُنِي بِهَا خَفْتُ آهٍ مِنَ الْعُمْرِ قَضَيْنَا جُلَّهُ شَغَبَاً وَالْمَوْتُ خَلْفَ الرُّوحِ يُدَانِي ويَعْتُو عُودُوا إِلَى الرُّشْدِ قَدْ آنَ الْأَوَانُ بِنَا وفي يَوْمٍ قَرِيبٍ سَنَكُونُ كُلُّنَا مَيْتُ ----------تحياتي للجميع----------- |
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