ﻋﺸﻘﺖ ﻇﻼﻡ ﺍﺣﺰﺍﻧﻲ
ﻑ ﺍﺻﺒﺤﺖ ﻭﺣﻴﺪﺓ
ﺗﻘﻴﺪﻧﻲ ﻧﺴﻤﺎﺕ ﺍﻻﺣﺰﺍﻥ
ﻑ ﺍﻛﺘﺐ ﺳﻄﻮﺭ ﻧﺒﻀﺎﺕ ﺍﻭﻫﺎﻡ
ﻋﺸﻘﺖ ﻇﻼﻡ ﺍﻟﻮﺟﻊ ...
ﺍﺻﺒﺤﺖ ﺑﻤﺘﺎﻫﺎﺕ ....
ﻑ ﺍﻛﺘﺸﻔﺖ ﺑﻌﺪ ﻟﺤﻈﺎﺕ ﻭﻟﺤﻈﺎﺕ
ﻛﻢ ﻛﻨﺖ ﺑﻈﻼﻡ ...
ﻭﺍﺑﺘﻌﺪﺕ ﻋﻦ ﻭﺍﻗﻊ ﺍﻟﺤﻘﻴﻘﺔ ...
ﻟﻴﺲ ﻛﻞ ﻣﺎ ﻳﺒﺘﺴﻢ ﺑﻮﺟﻬﻲ ﺣﻘﻴﻘﻲ
ﻏﺪﺭﺗﻨﻲ ﺍﺑﺘﺴﺎﻣﺎﺕ ...
ﻓﺼﺪﻗﺘﻬﺎ ﻟﻄﻴﺒﺔ ﻗﻠﺒﻲ ...
ﻓﻌﺸﺖ ﺑﻈﻼﻡ ﻭﺣﻴﺪﺓ ...
ﻝ ﺍﻋﻮﺩ ﺍﻗﻒ ﺍﻣﺎﻡ ﺍﻟﺮﻳﺎﺡ ...
ﻗﻮﻳﺔ ﺏ ﻗﻠﺒﻲ ﺍﻟﻄﻴﺐ ...
ﺍﻋﺮﻑ ﺍﻥ ﺳﻬﻢ ﺍﻟﻐﺪﺭ ﺟﺮﺣﻨﻲ
ﻝ ﺍﺗﻌﻠﻢ ﻓﻦ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ..
ﺍﺣﺘﺎﺝ ﻟﺼﺪﻣﺎﺕ ﻭﺗﺠﺎﺭﺏ ...
ﻣﻦ ﺗﻌﻠﻢ ﻣﻦ ﺳﻬﻢ ﺟﺮﺣﻪ ﺍﺻﺒﺢ ﻳﻐﺪﻭ
ﺑﻤﺘﺎﻫﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﺪﻧﻴﺎ ... ﻻ ﻳﺨﺎﻑ ﻇﻞ ﺍﻻﻭﻫﺎﻡ
ﺗﻌﻠﻤﺖ ﻭﺳﺎﺗﻌﻠﻢ ﺍﻟﻜﺜﻴﺮ ﻣﻦ ﻗﻠﻮﺏ ﺑﺸﺮ
ﻏﺪﺭﺗﻨﻲ ﺏ ﺍﺑﺘﺴﺎﻣﺘﻬﺎ ...
ﺱ ﺍﻓﺘﺢ ﻛﺘﺎﺑﻲ ﻭﺍﺿﻴﻒ ﻋﺪﺩ ﺍﻻﺻﺪﻗﺎﺀ
ﻭﺍﻣﺴﻚ ﻗﻠﻤﻲ ﻭﺍﺿﻊ ﺧﻄﻮﻁ،ﺣﻮﻝ ﻣﻦ ﻏﺪﺭﻧﻲ .. ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﻣﺪﺭﺳﺔ ﺍﻟﻌﻈﻤﺎﺀ ..
ﺍﻟﻌﻈﻴﻢ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺑﺘﺴﻢ ﺭﻏﻢ ﺳﻬﻢ ﺍﻟﻐﺪﺭ ...
ﻭﺳﺎﻣﺢ ﺑﻄﻴﺒﺘﻪ ...
ﻑ ﺍﺻﺒﺢ ﺣﻜﻴﻢ ﻳﺘﻌﻠﻢ ﻣﻦ ﺻﻔﺤﺎﺕ ﺍﻻﻳﺎﻡ ..
ﻗﻠﻢ ﻳﻜﺘﺐ ﺑﺼﻔﺤﺎﺗﻪ ﺣﺮﻭﻑ ﻭﺍﺳﻤﺎﺀ ...
ﺟﻌﻠﺘﻪ ﺑﻄﻞ ﺑﻜﺘﺎﺑﺎﺗﻪ ...