Best Poem of Osama Aldeyasty

Graves Of Grief
A fallen fool, alone and lost,
Lost in a web wrinkled in time.
Tears and grief were the host,
The place: 'Happiness is a Crime.'

A vast cemetery held the name:
Live corpses in broken shades,
Though so dull, it held a fame
Of walking shadows playing charades.

The fool was young but . . .
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My Dearest Friend
He turned his back and walked on me,
Nothing to say, he walked away.
My dearest friend was a brother to me,
We've grown together, day by day.
I still recall when we sat to talk; he was trying to explain.
But his mask had fallen; I'm in terrible pain.
He was trying another mask; he was doing the usual . . .
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