Alchemist

Alchemist


Ahlem white snow dreams 

Spirits of heaven come to see,

The broken soul here and over there;

Tell me your stories of wisdom  to be

The title of my daily nightmare,  

Spirits of heaven, here is my word,

My soul wants to be free

Even as a yellow leaf of tree

Through the air leaving my body

For the wolves to enjoy the party

With the blues I composed myself…For I’ll be dead.  

Spirits of heaven spread my body’s dust

Over the shoulders of man’s lust

Covering his head with all that

Repeating my word “and after that”, “and after that”

They murmured, “Stop all that!”

Hilarious”joyeux” will be your heart

Glorious will be your heart.

For heaven’s sake! Happiness will be here set.

For heaven’s sake! Don’t deject”demralize”.

On my tomb, write a four lettered word for history

“Like” means alike, for me out of memory,

“Like” means like, the poison that ruined my heart’s country

Here is the word that invited Satan formally,

Initials are minuses of my life a bit over twenty, 
 

Here is the scene, I picture on the mouths that seemed funny

To memorise my dancing body

Expecting a ghostly visit fortnightly…. 

Stop murmuring in my ears

These are words I will write with no fears  

With my blood DAY AND NIGHT to reach his blind spheres

With the sword of truth on his front shouting;

These are my dreams , you can never murder my dreams.