
All In Vain
Every night,
I chase sleep
As if I were a ferocious lion
And it was the humble friendly deer.
However, the closer I get
The more the distance becomes greater
As if I were lost in the vast universe looking for a dead-light star and the moon laughs at me,
But all in vain.
I search for sleep
As if I were looking for my lost beloved inside a black hole,
But all in vain.
I beseech sleep
As if I were thirsty
Lost in an arid desert
And I think the scorching wavering heat is the cold lake,
But all in vain.
I beg to sleep
As if it were an affluent arrogant man
And I were a destitute poor soul
Nonetheless, he is so mean
And I’m extremely needy,
But all in vain.
Please let my eyes embrace you just for a once
As my fatigued body
Anchors on your banks.
Palestinian poet, activist, teacher
Awarded Naji Naaman literary award, 2025
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