The theme is retrieved from an Arabic poem by Muhanned Jacoob
When time doesn’t come
How can I write a poem as a child does
About life , and existence …. About darkness , and Man sufferings
From past , today , and tomorrow
About a flower at the garden and its sister at the vase
About beloved who gets mad while she is standing
A butterfly who became a grain of sand
About lovers , love each other then separated
Like a split tree
About reaching tinted country with mud and regret
Between hell and abyss
After all of this ruin
How can I write a poem as an unknown does or nobody
About our simple and diseased life
About a friend who sleeps in water since 2001
About drowning over land
How can I write it