I apologize, mama, for peering through the tapestry of your wrinkles I apologize, baba, for concealing you beneath woven rugs I apologize, khaye, for contorting your limbs to mirror my own Forgive me, asdiqa, I pledge to unblock the exits in the labyrinth of our conversations Forgive me, hubiy, I vow to never plunge into scorching rivers of turmoil Apologies, aleabi, for burdening you with pills of false solace Apologies, tufulati, for dismantling your walls and stripping you of memories Apologies, ashbah, for entangling you within the depths of my troubled mind Pardon me, waqt, for rashly racing you towards an elusive finish line Pardon me, harb, for not pausing to let you catch up, to seek understanding To my nafsi, I extend sincere apologies for hurling curses at you night after night To my beloved madina, I apologize for expelling my innermost turmoil onto unfamiliar streets To the graceful hamayim, I apologize for treating you as mere refuse among labeled boxes Forgive me, eazizi, whose name I conceal in the shadows of each page Forgive me, for relentlessly translating the essence of your being again and again.
Translations:
- mama – mother
- baba – father
- khaye – brother
- asdiqa – friends
- hubiy – my loves
- aleabi – my dolls
- tufulati – my childhood
- ashbah – phantoms
- waqt – time
- harb – war
- nafsi – myself
- madina – city
- hamayim – doves
- eazizi – dear one
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