Tag: winter

Haiku # 689

Pierre Mhanna4 Comments

The rain is falling…
in silence we sit
listening to the rain

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كالتائهِ في الليل
بين الكلماتِ أتبع الضو
 الات من بعيد

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Winter evening –
in my heart the slow burn
old memories…

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  • February 02, 2021 | Batroun, Lebanon

Everyone have left
the road of my life
deepens into the sunset

I lost my sister to cancer on February 03, 2015. This week the doctor told me that my mother’s cancer is terminal, and that her life expectancy is a few months at best.

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Haiku # 688

Pierre Mhanna1 Comment

This life is a journey
with footsteps lost
in winter snow

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Winter night
with the fire of a book
I warm my heart

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Like rivers in the night
his words travel
the curves of her skin

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حبرُ كلِماتي
بذورٌ أزرعها
في تربةِ بشرتها

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الشمسُ على بشَرِتِكِ
في فَمي تذوبْ
كخَمرٍ عُمرُهُ ألفَ عامْ

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Like snow unmarred
the poem
I do not dare to write

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Heavy rain…
my heart is just a window
on a sunlit plane

Haiku # 687

Pierre Mhanna1 Comment

وضعت فمي على فمها
كأني بين شفتيها وجدت
مهد الشعر والنبيذ

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نمش بشرتها
الخريطة التي بها
أعبر الى النجوم

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أبدأ نهاري
وأنا أرتشف الدفىء
من شفتيك

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كالثلج الأبيض
يستقر العمر
في شعري

Like white snow
age settles
on my hair

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Batroun, Winter Night & Books

Tea on a cold night
finishing a book
and starting another

Haiku# 672

Pierre Mhanna2 Comments

Winter night…
a lone star outshining
all the city lights

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هي ترتدي
ما يحيكه لها من نفسه
ونار الكلمات

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I love her silently
the ghost in the mirror
of my lonely years

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A life of hiking
one day I’d like to vanish
in the stillness of the sky

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حزني
في مرآته أرى
جمال الأشياء

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Plus blanche
pour toucher sa peau
la lumière de la lune

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Whiter
for touching her skin
the light of the moon

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Batroun, Lebanon, February 2020

Winter twilight…
in the light of sunset
my dissolving years

Haiku # 671

Pierre Mhanna1 Comment

…أمي
في ظلام هذا العالم يكفي
أن ألفظ اسمك

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Another winter storm…
in the pot of honey
the frozen kiss of summer

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The morning after…
on the glass of wine
the red stain of her lips

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Slow and tender
she sips on the words
he offers to her famished lips

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His touch kindles in her heart
a fire unknown
since time began

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Winter twilight…
I’ll wait for you
on the bridge of stars

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Winter dusk…
in the still air burns
the musk of her breath

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This solitude…
I keep craving
what I cannot have

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صقيع الصباح
بدون أذنٍ أطلّ وجهها
ليدفىء شتاء قلبي

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Haleine du ciel…
un monde enseveli
de brume hivernale

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الأرجيلة
مع كل نفس أرتشف
نار شفتيها

Haiku # 668

Pierre Mhanna5 Comments

Hospital corridors…
her eyes the only flower
amid the white walls

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Cold winter sky,
to the crescent moon, I say –
my heart is lonesome too

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You who never comes,
you who are always here,
I love you with all my heart.

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Tu me manques
toi que j’ai perdu
au début de ma vie

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Poète…
chaque jour né
du feu de son cœur

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Poet…
each day born
from the fire of his heart