[Millions of Misty Epitaphs]
written by: Nada M. Sobhi
Memories like guns,
Splitting you to pieces
With piercing echoes
Ringing bells of hearts
Memories like a compass
Guiding a mournful fountain
To core’s bloody chambers
Burn and gain intense pain
In so many old drawers
Millions of misty epitaphs
Some are soul-drained!
Others make you laugh!
For I, at noon, plod between them
Staring at names and their words of praise!
Some are living, names the same
But not their hearts, not their gentle gaze!
My name is Nada M. Sobhi. I grew up amidst green and rainy lands in the Sultanate of Oman, but mainly I am Egyptian. I study English literature as a major at Ain Shams University in Cairo. In my free time, I love reading and writing poetry. Also, I am a photographer as I adore nature and its details. I find solace in my solitude and poetry. I hope one day I can add something beautiful to this world even if it is my poems to be remembered. I believe simplicity is the secret of beauty, and I hope to be remembered for my simple, beautiful impacts.
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