Disclaimer: This is not about a specific person. Zeyara and Zeyaar mean visitor(s) in arabic. Thank you.
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A visitor, visiting me
They call it a zeyaar
I call her a Zeyara
The world knows who this visitor is
All know and all speak
All watch and all see
I carry no conscience to this visitor
Zeyara?
When is she coming?
What has she come to declare?
A movement? A stance?
Listen
She calls
Watch
She motions
I am entangled within her words
A reversal in this orbital of mine that only goes up
Is now moving freely about
With a one way ticket towards inspiration
And a round trip towards consolidation
Amnesty
She tells me
They believe in it
You,
Believe in yourself
Believe in the kindness of this humble and round sphere that we call Earth
Truth
She elaborates
Breathe it
Seek it
Live it
As it covers her like a cloak made of forest green
I reach for it and hold it out towards the sky
Mesmerizing
This visitor I've found
She spins miles of wisdom
Pouring them onto a tapestery of our middle eastern roots
Staying for tea?
I say
As I set the stove and bring out a notepad that dreams in white
To write down the centuries of wisdom that this visitor has to bring
Towards my destination
This passage
This thing we call
Life
YOU ARE READING
Let Me Speak
PoetryLet me speak for all of the people in the Middle East who want their voices to be heard. Let me tell you just how hard is. Let me shape how life threatening it can become. Let me explain to you what the media doesn't want you to know. Let me sho...
