Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | August 20, 2008


by Ibrahim Nagi (1898 – 1953).




At last the cure, I bid farewell to pain,

and welcome with a smile the days to come.

Oblivion comes to me a kingly guest,

with hands compassionate and blessed steps.

My guest comes strongly on,                                                             5

folding the distances, the dark unknown.

Proffering a cup that takes away

old pain, and banishes all regrets.

So drain it to the dregs and have no fear-

For long you have suffered, your thirst your only drink.           10

Oblivion now envelops me, and I

thank God for its overwhelming flood,

Surrendering to the waves which engulf me,

happy to embrace a void without memories.



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