Sleepless Horizons

A Poem by Sami Khalil

Something prompted me...

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Sleepless Horizons By Sami Khalil

Shuddered in the blazing shards of pleasure, reborn after the inviting fires, remnants of distant silences ended in grey words.

Rivers floated, but in way wards of muddy testaments. The soul of the desert invited remembrances of its eerie shadows by way of awkward rebellions.

In my gentle rest, I pushed away the clouds and rains, after the sighting of many elongated rainbows.

The mist of mornings recovered my sleepless worries from the swooning of last traipsing. Memories swooped me up, beaming with smiles of drifting hearts through placid lakes.

Every pulse of reality held eminence, crossing the theatres of forgotten corners.

Days melted away like soft butter when I beheld treasures of an infinite realm. It was the delicate kiss before sunrise, self-realized.

The cloth of regrets, that dabbed those eyes of sleepless horizons, whitewashed its soft cotton. Time of new harvest is at hand.

سامي خليل

© 2018 Sami Khalil

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Patricia Wedel

dear Sami... ""new harvest is at hand"... your words reflect what many of us have felt and
pondered as our world has changed so drastically with fires and floods. Surely, when we see a rainbow, we will dabb our eyes and realize that "but for the grace of God... go I myself". When we see the delicate kiss before sunrise, we will think of all the ones who have truly suffered at the hands of
suppression and calamities. as ever, Pat

Posted 5 Years Ago

5 Years Ago

Whoa!!! You have summed it up marvelously. I love the way you put things together for the truth to s.. read more

jacob erin-cilberto

i bow to your use of imagery, Sami....your words paint the most vivid and romantic pictures....i have so many regrets of the old days...thoughts of doing things differently...and yet at each sunrise....i am thankful for who and where and what i am and what i am doing...
thanks for this picturesque write.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago

5 Years Ago

Wow! I bow to your talent and continued inspiration to us all on this site. You call us to rise high.. read more

Sami Khalil

"The mist of mornings recovered my sleepless worries from the swooning of last traipsing."

SK

Posted 5 Years Ago

Onlyme

Wow, articulate, eloquent and soothing to the heart, mind and soul. In your impeccable way of expressing yourself with such class and style and flavours held within this great read. From so many different emotions expressed from the highs to the lows. Euthoria to sadness, sleepless nights to troubles spirit and soul. To even tears wept. To the dawning of a new day and preparing for a new start.