شهرزاد The goddess of the twenty-fifth hour, the writer, poet, novelist, and representative, Professor Mariam AlSayegh ... Memorial rites Sorrows - مريم الصايغ

Hours pass like moments
And we don't feel the days before the weeks pass
Let the months go by
To complete the year...!!!
This is what the girl herself said in a low voice
I'm amazed at how quickly the year went by...!!!
Despite many events
Its lonely corridor!!! ...
She looked at the decorations and lights around her
And the remains of the loud party...
Then she turned her eyes where she was accustomed to looking
Towards the antique wall clock that hugs the wall of the room
Since her early childhood...
She looked around with pleading eyes...
I hope she calms down a little
She didn't want to be caught off guard by her annual appointment...
What you wait for and fear...
But scorpions did not last ten years
The nights of waiting and eagerness were not preserved
And serious events!!!
Rather, I screamed with cheering voices
It's like ecstatic madness
Until you think she's flying or dancing...
To announce midnight
The twenty-fourth of October
Let the girl shed two tears in silence,
And rise in surrender
Where she used to sit with her friend
In the attic of an old house...
As usual, I found her waiting for her eagerly
Like a best friend...
She sat down and couldn't do it for a few moments
To raise her head so that the friend does not see her tender tears
Who turned into a boy in moments
But these are only moments, and despite all the tears...
The girl raised her head... then her voice and said to her:
It's a night of mourning, my friend...
This year I have a lot of sorrow
My brokenness is more and my soul is weak!!! ...
After the girl said those words...
I felt like the friend was getting closer
As if it was encouraging her to continue her sad revelation...
The girl said in a voice choked with sadness:
Tonight all my news is sad
I have only sorrows without dreams
However, I find it difficult to perform our rituals...
So how can you ask me... to mourn those sorrows?
And I come back empty even of them??? ...
The girl was silent for a moment...
To regain her calm and calm her down a little
She took out a match to light her cigarette...
 
Then she looked at the friend indifferently
She said: Yes, I have become calm only with her
I just enjoy smoking it...
Don't cough or accuse me of spoiling your sky
There are millions of vapors and fumes around you, rising towards you
My cigarette smoke will not kill you!!!
The moments passed slowly...
The girl puffs out her cigarette smoke...
Away from the friend's air so as not to bother her...
But she noticed that the friend's beam was very dim.
She was afraid to go and leave her alone...
So she quickly extinguished her cigarette... muttering: “Relax, I extinguished it for you.”
Don't leave...
The friend shined so much.
The girl said: - Ah - you were not leaving. I was the one who thought you were leaving
Then she murmured some inaudible words...
How will you leave, my friend?
And you, to make me feel my sorrows... are waiting!!!
And I won't keep you waiting long...
Tonight we will not enumerate the exploits...
And we won't give away the reasons...
We will not analyze situations and words...
Tonight we will be content with taking lessons from what happened over the course of a year!!!
First: I have a shrewd heart...!!!
Yes, don't be surprised!!! Or are you wondering???
With the heart, don't you say how a clever person infiltrated it?!
It may be with words of love...
Or with the tricks of weakness...or with the craftsmanship of an expert!!!
final result ...
That in some unknown way I have the heart...
No desire for it...
But out of a desire to declare his victory... over every heart that casts the net of his words around it...
To feed on it...
And he absorbs the nectar of his life, his joys and his victories...
And his weaknesses and brokenness spread!!!
So after a year I don't have any left...
Only a heart whose fortified window shatters...
And millions of booklets full of lines...
- Ha.. Ha - Yes, lines... full of letters... and words
Put it in words...
When I re-browse it I am amazed!!!
Yes, I am amazed!!!
How we are in moments...
We may not see the obvious facts...
And we deliberately ignore many visuals???
Second: The soul... aha, what about the soul...
No... the soul has an angelic nature... another story...!!!
I was sad and lost inside...
Everyone I met...
They only care about the outer mask, the absurdity, and the body...!!!
And you know how much I miss this life.
So... my friend, today I will not keep a secret from you...
If I told you that I was seriously considering making sense...
And I deal with life's givens... without dreams or romance
I don't have a star like you!!!
And I spread my joys and sorrows to her.
Also must...
To abandon my species of birds...
Let us not chirp or walk around in our spacious space!
Nor will I roam the seas of the world in the company of the seven sea fairies!
And I must abandon all the places that adore me, yearn for the sounds of my laughter, preserve the smell of my perfume, and secretly repeat the symphony of my steps.
Yes, it is time for me to return with full force and rigor to live with this disgusting reality
And those creatures that only want revenge, arguments, and a lot of talk!
Oh my friend, I am thinking about them all leaving and sitting here with you away from all sorrows.
Oh my God, where are the days taking me??? !!!
Spaces of silence, whether long or short, passed through the girl while she was in this state
Then rays of sun appeared from every direction...
And the friend disappeared,
The girl realized that there is nothing eternal in life...
The night of sorrows has passed...
She descended and began extended moments of challenge.
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