Yassin's Poems


When darkness covered the world
I was alone in my small room.
Worried, cold and shaking,
Looking back at my bitter life,
A long tragic story full of pain.

Poetry awakens my heart –
Inspires a new poem,
Takes away all my sorrow.
Talks to me
Like a gentle mother,
Telling me the meaning of Life.

Poetry comes with pain
But in the end
Is the best pain reliever.

1988 by Yassin Aref

January 6, 2008

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