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ﻓﻲ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ .. ﻣﻦ ﻟﺤﻈﺎﺕ ﺳﺮﻗﻨﻲ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ
ﺍﻟﺰﻣﻦ ..
ﻧﻈﺮﺕ ﻟﻜﻮﺏ ﻗﻬﻮﺗﻲ ..
ﻭﻛﺎﻥ ﺑﺠﺎﻧﺒﻪ ﻗﻄﻊ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ..ﺗﺄﻣﻠﺖ
ﻛﺜﻴﺮﺍ ﺫﻟﻚ ﺍﻟﻤﻨﻈﺮ ..
ﻓﻬﻤﺴﺖ ﻓﻲ ﻧﻔﺴﻲ ..
ﺍﻥ ﺍﻻﻳﺎﻡ كهذا ﺍﻟﻜﻮﺏ ..
ﻛﻮﺏ ﺍﻟﻘﻬﻮﻩ .. ﻫﻮ ﻛﻞ ﻳﻮﻡ ﻣﻦ
ﺣﻴﺎﺗﻲ ..
ﻓﺎﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﻫﻮ ﺣﺎﻝ ﺍﻳﺎﻣﻲ ..
ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﻟﻮ ﻛﺎﻧﺖ ﻗﻄﻊ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﻣﻠﻮﻭﻧﻪ ..
ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﻟﻮ ﺍﻧﻬﺎ ﺗﺘﻠﻮﻥ .. ﺑﺤﺎﻟﻪ ﺍﺣﺪﺍﺙ
ﺍﻟﻴﻮﻡ ..
ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﻟﻮ ﻗﻀﻴﺖ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺟﺪﻱ ﻭ ﺣﺎﻓﻞ ﻭ
ﺷﺎﻕ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﻟﻠﻌﻤﻞ ﻓﻘﻂ ..
ﺑﻨﻈﺮﻱ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﺻﻔﺮﺍﺀ
ﻭﺑﺎﻟﻴﻮﻡ ﺍﻟﺘﺎﻟﻲ ..ﺭﺑﻤﺎ ﺳﺘﺘﻐﻴﺮ
ﺍﻻﺣﺪﺍﺙ ..
ﻭﺍﻗﻀﻲ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺭﺍﺋﻊ ﻭﺟﻤﻴﻞ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﻣﻊ ﺍﺻﺪﻗﺎﺋﻲ .. ﻳﻮﻡ ﺳﺄﺷﻌﺮ ﺍﻧﻨﻲ
ﻣﺸﺮق ..
ﺑﺘﺄﻛﻴﺪ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﺑﺮﺗﻘﺎﻟﻴﻪ
ﻭﻳﻮﻡ ﺍﺧﺮ .. ﺳﻮﻑ ﻳﻤﺮ ..ﺳﺄﻗﻀﻴﻪ ﻣﻦ
ﺩﻭﻥ ﺍﻱ ﺍﺣﺪﺍﺙ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﻋﺎﺩﻱ .. ﻭﻫﺎﺩﻱﺀ
ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ .. ﺳﻤﺎﻭﻳﻪ
ﻭﺳﻴﻠﻴﻪ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺟﻤﻴﻞ ﻳﻮﻡ ﻋﺎﻃﻔﻲ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﺳﻴﻜﻮﻥ ﺭﺍﺋﻊ ..ﺣﺎﻟﻪ ﺣﺐ
ﺑﺘﺄﻛﻴﺪ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻊ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﺣﻤﺮﺍﺀ ..
ﻭﻋﻨﺪﻣﺎ ﻳﻤﺮ ﺍﻟﻮﻗﺖ ﻟﻴﻮﻡ ﻳﺘﺨﻠﻠﻪ ﺍﻟﺤﺰﻥ
ﻭﺍﻟﻜﺌﺂﺑﻪ.
.ﻭﻳﺼﺒﺢ ﺑﺎﺭﺩﺍ ﺟﺪﺍ
ﻭﻣﺠﻤﺪ ﺍﻟﻌﻮﺍﻃﻒ .. ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ
ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ..ﺍﺭﺟﻮﺍﻧﻴﻪ ,,
ﻭﻳﻤﺮ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺍﺧﺮ .. ﺍﻃﻠﻖ ﻓﻴﻪ ﺍﻟﻌﻨﺎﻥ
ﻟﻨﻔﺴﻲ ﻟﻘﻠﻤﻲ ..
لأكتب ولأبدع ..
لأكون ﺍﻧﺎ .. ﻳﻮﻡ ﻟﻲ ﻟﻮﺣﺪﻱ ..
ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ .. ﺯﺭﻗﺎﺀ ..
ﻭﻳﻮﻡ ﻏﺎﻟﺒﺎ ﺍﺣﺪﺍﺛﻪ ..
ﺗﻜﻮﻥ ﻣﺮﻛﺰﻩ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﺍﻧﺴﺎﻥ ﺣﺎﻟﻢ.
ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻣﻨﻴﺎﺗﻪ ﻭﻃﻤﻮﺣﻪ ..
ﻳﻐﻤﺾ ﻋﻴﻨﻴﻪ ﻳﺮﻓﻊ ﻳﺪﻳﻪ ﻣﺸﺮﻋﻪ ﻟﻠﻬﻮﺍﺀ
ﺑﻨﻔﺲ ﻋﻤﻴﻖ ﻭﺗﻨﻬﻴﺪﻩ ﺻﺎﻣﺘﻪ ﺑﺄﺑﺘﺴﺎﻣﻪ
ﺧﻔﻴﻔﻪ ..
ﻳﻬﻤﺲ ﺑﺪﺍﺧﻠﻪ ﺳﻮﻑ ﺍﺻﻞ ﻻﻣﻜﺎﻥ
ﻟﻠﻔﺸﻞ ..
ﻣﻬﻤﺎ ﺗﻌﺜﺮﺕ ... ﺳﺄﺻﻞ ..
ﺑﺘﺄﻛﻴﺪ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ .. ﺧﻀﺮﺍﺀ ..
ﺟﻤﻴﻠﻪ ﻫﺬﻩ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﻩ ﻋﻨﺪﻣﺎ .. ﻧﻨﻈﺮ ﺍﻟﻰ
ﺟﺎﻧﺒﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻤﺸﺮﻕ ..
ﻣﺘﺠﺎﻫﻠﻴﻦ ..ﺫﻟﻚ ﺍﻟﺠﺎﻧﺐ ﺍﻻﺧﺮ .. ﺍﻟﺠﺎﻧﺐ
ﺍﻟﻤﻈﻠﻢ ..
ﻭﻧﺴﺘﻤﺮ ﺑﺎﻟﻤﻀﻲ ﻗﺪﻣﺎ ..
ﺩﻭﻥ ﺍﻟﻨﻈﺮ ﺍﻟﻰ ﺍﻟﻮﺍﺭﺀ.
ﻫﻤﺴﻪ ﺧﺎﺻﻪ ﻟﻜﻞ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺣﺐ
ﺑﺎﻟﺮﻏﻢ .. ﻣﻦ ﻫﺰﺍﺕ ﺍﻟﺤﺰﻥ ﺍﻟﻤﺆﻟﻤﻪ
ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ..ﻫﺰﺕ ﻋﺎﻟﻤﻲ ﻓﻲ ﻳﻮﻡ ﻣﻀﻰ ..
ﺍﻻ ﺍﻧﻨﻲ ﻻﺯﻟﺖ ﺍﻣﻀﻲ ﻗﺪﻣﺎ .. ﻓﻲ
ﺗﺨﻄﻲ ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻻﺣﺰﺍﻥ
ﺟﻤﻴﻞ ﺍﻥ ﺍﺷﻌﺮ ﺍﻥ ﺍﻻﻳﺎﻡ ﻛﻛﻮﺏ
ﺍﻟﻘﻬﻮﻩ ..
ﻭﺍﻻﺟﻤﻞ ﺍﻧﻲ ﺟﻌﻠﺖ ﻗﻄﻊ
ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ. ﺍﻟﻤﻠﻮﻧﻪ
ﺗﻔﺎﺅﻝ ﻭﺍﺷﺮﺍﻕ ..
بالرﻏﻢ .. ﻣﻦ ﻣﺮﺍﺭﻩ ﺍﻻﺣﺪﺍﺙ ..
ﺍﻟﺰﻣﻦ ..
ﻧﻈﺮﺕ ﻟﻜﻮﺏ ﻗﻬﻮﺗﻲ ..
ﻭﻛﺎﻥ ﺑﺠﺎﻧﺒﻪ ﻗﻄﻊ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ..ﺗﺄﻣﻠﺖ
ﻛﺜﻴﺮﺍ ﺫﻟﻚ ﺍﻟﻤﻨﻈﺮ ..
ﻓﻬﻤﺴﺖ ﻓﻲ ﻧﻔﺴﻲ ..
ﺍﻥ ﺍﻻﻳﺎﻡ كهذا ﺍﻟﻜﻮﺏ ..
ﻛﻮﺏ ﺍﻟﻘﻬﻮﻩ .. ﻫﻮ ﻛﻞ ﻳﻮﻡ ﻣﻦ
ﺣﻴﺎﺗﻲ ..
ﻓﺎﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﻫﻮ ﺣﺎﻝ ﺍﻳﺎﻣﻲ ..
ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﻟﻮ ﻛﺎﻧﺖ ﻗﻄﻊ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﻣﻠﻮﻭﻧﻪ ..
ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﻟﻮ ﺍﻧﻬﺎ ﺗﺘﻠﻮﻥ .. ﺑﺤﺎﻟﻪ ﺍﺣﺪﺍﺙ
ﺍﻟﻴﻮﻡ ..
ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﻟﻮ ﻗﻀﻴﺖ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺟﺪﻱ ﻭ ﺣﺎﻓﻞ ﻭ
ﺷﺎﻕ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﻟﻠﻌﻤﻞ ﻓﻘﻂ ..
ﺑﻨﻈﺮﻱ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﺻﻔﺮﺍﺀ
ﻭﺑﺎﻟﻴﻮﻡ ﺍﻟﺘﺎﻟﻲ ..ﺭﺑﻤﺎ ﺳﺘﺘﻐﻴﺮ
ﺍﻻﺣﺪﺍﺙ ..
ﻭﺍﻗﻀﻲ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺭﺍﺋﻊ ﻭﺟﻤﻴﻞ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﻣﻊ ﺍﺻﺪﻗﺎﺋﻲ .. ﻳﻮﻡ ﺳﺄﺷﻌﺮ ﺍﻧﻨﻲ
ﻣﺸﺮق ..
ﺑﺘﺄﻛﻴﺪ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﺑﺮﺗﻘﺎﻟﻴﻪ
ﻭﻳﻮﻡ ﺍﺧﺮ .. ﺳﻮﻑ ﻳﻤﺮ ..ﺳﺄﻗﻀﻴﻪ ﻣﻦ
ﺩﻭﻥ ﺍﻱ ﺍﺣﺪﺍﺙ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﻋﺎﺩﻱ .. ﻭﻫﺎﺩﻱﺀ
ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ .. ﺳﻤﺎﻭﻳﻪ
ﻭﺳﻴﻠﻴﻪ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺟﻤﻴﻞ ﻳﻮﻡ ﻋﺎﻃﻔﻲ ..
ﻳﻮﻡ ﺳﻴﻜﻮﻥ ﺭﺍﺋﻊ ..ﺣﺎﻟﻪ ﺣﺐ
ﺑﺘﺄﻛﻴﺪ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻊ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ﺣﻤﺮﺍﺀ ..
ﻭﻋﻨﺪﻣﺎ ﻳﻤﺮ ﺍﻟﻮﻗﺖ ﻟﻴﻮﻡ ﻳﺘﺨﻠﻠﻪ ﺍﻟﺤﺰﻥ
ﻭﺍﻟﻜﺌﺂﺑﻪ.
.ﻭﻳﺼﺒﺢ ﺑﺎﺭﺩﺍ ﺟﺪﺍ
ﻭﻣﺠﻤﺪ ﺍﻟﻌﻮﺍﻃﻒ .. ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ
ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ ..ﺍﺭﺟﻮﺍﻧﻴﻪ ,,
ﻭﻳﻤﺮ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺍﺧﺮ .. ﺍﻃﻠﻖ ﻓﻴﻪ ﺍﻟﻌﻨﺎﻥ
ﻟﻨﻔﺴﻲ ﻟﻘﻠﻤﻲ ..
لأكتب ولأبدع ..
لأكون ﺍﻧﺎ .. ﻳﻮﻡ ﻟﻲ ﻟﻮﺣﺪﻱ ..
ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ .. ﺯﺭﻗﺎﺀ ..
ﻭﻳﻮﻡ ﻏﺎﻟﺒﺎ ﺍﺣﺪﺍﺛﻪ ..
ﺗﻜﻮﻥ ﻣﺮﻛﺰﻩ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﺍﻧﺴﺎﻥ ﺣﺎﻟﻢ.
ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻣﻨﻴﺎﺗﻪ ﻭﻃﻤﻮﺣﻪ ..
ﻳﻐﻤﺾ ﻋﻴﻨﻴﻪ ﻳﺮﻓﻊ ﻳﺪﻳﻪ ﻣﺸﺮﻋﻪ ﻟﻠﻬﻮﺍﺀ
ﺑﻨﻔﺲ ﻋﻤﻴﻖ ﻭﺗﻨﻬﻴﺪﻩ ﺻﺎﻣﺘﻪ ﺑﺄﺑﺘﺴﺎﻣﻪ
ﺧﻔﻴﻔﻪ ..
ﻳﻬﻤﺲ ﺑﺪﺍﺧﻠﻪ ﺳﻮﻑ ﺍﺻﻞ ﻻﻣﻜﺎﻥ
ﻟﻠﻔﺸﻞ ..
ﻣﻬﻤﺎ ﺗﻌﺜﺮﺕ ... ﺳﺄﺻﻞ ..
ﺑﺘﺄﻛﻴﺪ ﺳﺘﻜﻮﻥ ﻗﻄﻌﻪ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ .. ﺧﻀﺮﺍﺀ ..
ﺟﻤﻴﻠﻪ ﻫﺬﻩ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﻩ ﻋﻨﺪﻣﺎ .. ﻧﻨﻈﺮ ﺍﻟﻰ
ﺟﺎﻧﺒﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻤﺸﺮﻕ ..
ﻣﺘﺠﺎﻫﻠﻴﻦ ..ﺫﻟﻚ ﺍﻟﺠﺎﻧﺐ ﺍﻻﺧﺮ .. ﺍﻟﺠﺎﻧﺐ
ﺍﻟﻤﻈﻠﻢ ..
ﻭﻧﺴﺘﻤﺮ ﺑﺎﻟﻤﻀﻲ ﻗﺪﻣﺎ ..
ﺩﻭﻥ ﺍﻟﻨﻈﺮ ﺍﻟﻰ ﺍﻟﻮﺍﺭﺀ.
ﻫﻤﺴﻪ ﺧﺎﺻﻪ ﻟﻜﻞ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺣﺐ
ﺑﺎﻟﺮﻏﻢ .. ﻣﻦ ﻫﺰﺍﺕ ﺍﻟﺤﺰﻥ ﺍﻟﻤﺆﻟﻤﻪ
ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ..ﻫﺰﺕ ﻋﺎﻟﻤﻲ ﻓﻲ ﻳﻮﻡ ﻣﻀﻰ ..
ﺍﻻ ﺍﻧﻨﻲ ﻻﺯﻟﺖ ﺍﻣﻀﻲ ﻗﺪﻣﺎ .. ﻓﻲ
ﺗﺨﻄﻲ ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻻﺣﺰﺍﻥ
ﺟﻤﻴﻞ ﺍﻥ ﺍﺷﻌﺮ ﺍﻥ ﺍﻻﻳﺎﻡ ﻛﻛﻮﺏ
ﺍﻟﻘﻬﻮﻩ ..
ﻭﺍﻻﺟﻤﻞ ﺍﻧﻲ ﺟﻌﻠﺖ ﻗﻄﻊ
ﺍﻟﺴﻜﺮ. ﺍﻟﻤﻠﻮﻧﻪ
ﺗﻔﺎﺅﻝ ﻭﺍﺷﺮﺍﻕ ..
بالرﻏﻢ .. ﻣﻦ ﻣﺮﺍﺭﻩ ﺍﻻﺣﺪﺍﺙ ..
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