ﺣﺐ ﺗﺤﺖ ﺍﻟﻤﻄﺮ ......
ﺗﺤﺖ ﺍﻟﻤﻄﺮ
ﻛﺘﺒﺖ ﺇﺳﻤﻚ
ﻳﺮﺳﻤﻚ ﺻﻮﺕ ﺍﻟﺒﺮﻕ
ﻗﻮﺱ ﻗﺰﺡ
ﻳﺮﺳﻢ ﻃﻴﻔﺂ
ﻋﻠﻰ ﺻﻔﺤﺔ ﺍﻟﺴﻤﺎﺀ
ﻳﺮﺳﻤﻚ .....
ﺇﻧﺸﻮﺩﺓ ﺣﻴﺎﺓ
ﻓﺈﺳﺘﻨﺸﺎﻕ ﺍﻟﻨﺒﺎﺗﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻄﺮﻳﺔ
ﻟﻜﻞ ﻧﻘﻄﺔ ﻃﻞ
ﻫﻰ ......
ﺭﻣﺰ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﻝﻷﺯﻝ
ﻷﺟﻠﻚ ......
ﺃﺣﺼﻴﺖ ﺣﺒﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﻄﺮ
ﺃﺧﺒﺮﺗﻬﺎ .....
ﻋﻦ ﺣﺒﻲ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﻨﺎﻥ
ﺗﻨﺎﺟﻴﺖ ......
ﻣﻊ ﺍﻟﺴﺤﺎﺏ
ﻣﺤﻮﺕ ﺍﻟﻀﺒﺎﺏ
ﻳﺎ ﻟﺆﻟﺆﺓ ﺑﺎﻟﺒﺤﺮ
ﻳﺎ ﻧﺠﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﺴﻤﺎﺀ
ﺗﻌﺎﻧﻘﺖ ﺣﺒﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﻄﺮ
ﻣﻊ ﻣﻮﺝ ﺍﻟﺒﺤﺮ
ﻟﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻟﻚ
ﺧﻴﺮﺁ ﻭﺇﺣﺘﻀﺎﻥ
ﺣﺒﻚ ......
ﺟﻌﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﻐﺔ ﻭﺍﻗﻔﺔ ﻋﺎﺟﺰﺓ
ﺃﻣﺎﻡ ﺍﻟﻮﺻﻒ .....
ﺃﻧﺘﻲ ﺍﻟﺤﺮﻑ .....
ﺃﻧﺘﻲ ﺍﻟﻨﺺ ......
ﻳﺎ ﻣﻦ ﺗﻠﺤﻔﺘﻲ ﺑﺤﺒﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﻄﺮ
ﺃﻳﻦ ﺍﻟﻤﻘﺮ ......
ﺃﻳﻦ ﺍﻟﻤﻔﺮ ......
ﺃﻳﻦ ﺃﻛﻮﻥ ......
ﺃﻳﻦ ﺃﺳﺘﻘﺮ .....
ﻣﺎ ﺑﻴﻦ ﻋﻴﻨﺎﻛﻲ ﻣﻘﺮﻱ
ﺃﻡ ﺳﻜﻴﻨﻲ ﺑﻮﺟﻨﺘﺎﻛﻲ
ﺃﻡ ﺃﺗﺴﻠﻖ ﺍﻟﺴﻤﺎﺀ
ﺑﺸﻌﺮﻙ ﺍﻟﺴﺮﻣﺪﻱ
ﺃﻡ ﺃﺗﺴﻠﻖ
ﺣﺮﻭﻑ ﺍﻟﻬﺠﺎﺀ
ﺃﻡ ﺃﻗﻒ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺃﺑﻮﺍﺏ
ﺍﻟﻔﺮﺳﺎﻥ ﺍﻷﻗﻮﻳﺎﺀ
ﻛﻲ ﺃﺗﻌﻠﻢ ﻣﻨﻬﻢ
ﺗﺴﻠﻖ ﺍﻟﻤﺪﻥ ﺍﻟﻤﻨﻴﻌﺔ
ﻓﺄﻧﺘﻲ .......
ﺍﻟﻤﺪﻳﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻻ ﺗﺪﻙ
ﻭﻻ ﺗﺴﺘﻜﻴﻦ
ﻭﻻ ﺗﺤﺘﻞ
ﺭﻣﻮﺷﻚ ﺣﺮﺍﺱ
ﻭﻟﻚ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺼﻨﺎﺩﻳﺪ
ﻗﻠﺒﻚ ﻭﺭﻭﺣﻚ
ﻓﻤﻦ ﺍﻟﺼﻌﺐ ﻏﺰﻭﻫﻤﺎ
ﺃﺗﻤﻨﻰ ﺍﻹﺣﺘﻼﻝ
ﻓﻤﺮﺣﺒﺂ ......
ﺑﻤﺮﺝ ﺩﺍﺑﻖ ﺟﺪﻳﺪﺓ
ﺃﻧﺎ ﺑﻄﻠﻬﺎ
ﻭﺃﻧﺘﻲ ﺍﻟﻤﻠﻜﺔ
ﻓﺎﺭﺱ ﻣﻐﺮﻭﻡ .....
ﻋﻠﻰ ﺟﺒﻴﻨﻪ ﻣﺴﻄﻮﺭ
ﺇﻧﻪ ﺳﺄﻳﺤﺐ ﺃﻣﻴﺮﺓ
ﻣﻠﻜﻴﻪ ﻟﻜﻞ ﺯﻣﺎﻥ
ﻣﻮﻗﻌﺘﻲ ....ﻫﺪﻓﻲ
ﺇﺣﺘﻼﻝ ﻋﻴﻨﺎﻛﻲ
ﻓﻼ ﺗﺸﺎﻫﺪﻱ ﻏﻴﺮﻱ
ﻏﺰﻭﺗﻲ .....
ﻫﻰ ﻗﻠﺒﻚ
ﻓﻼ ﻳﻨﺒﺾ ﻟﺴﻮﺍﻱ
ﺇﺣﺘﻼﻟﻲ
ﻟﺤﺮﻭﻑ ﻫﺠﺎﺀﻙ
ﻓﻼ ﻳﻜﻮﻥ .....
ﺣﺮﻓﻚ ﻟﻐﻴﺮﻱ
ﻭﻻ ﺣﺒﻚ ... ﺇﻻ ﻟﻲ
ﺩﻋﻴﻨﻲ .....
ﺃﻏﺰﻭ ﻣﺪﻳﻨﺘﻚ
ﻷﺣﺘﻞ
ﻛﻞ ﻣﺎ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ ... ﻣﻦ ﺟﻤﺎﻝ
ﺗﺤﺖ ﺣﺒﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﻄﺮ
ﻣﺎ ﺃﺟﻤﻞ ﺍﻹﺣﺘﻼﻝ