La Fantasia

By Ziniya Al Baha

The strange effect makes me dizzy,

Oh! My heart seems so fizzy.

History can’t be changed that makes me so insane,

Mistakes that were made still ache the same.

Imagination has been my friend without it I would be insane.

It has been my escape into unknown sights, buried deep inside.

It keeps telling me who I’ll be tonight.

Diving deep into the wildness of the sea,

unravelling the women within me.

Oh! The serene hours of the night. The moon sings an enchanting lullaby.

The branches of the trees, the buzzing of the bees,

and the stars dance and sing along with the awakened trees.

Fond of the nakedness of thy soul, revealing the darkest sins of all.

I bury myself in that inn which is standing in the middle of the spring.

Tribal flutes are out indeed, the magical tunes caper something sweet.

While the soul travels to ancient lands,

Cleopatra's picture appears in thy eyes,

Books of art and religion so divine,

entering my imagination, and making it bright.

Arts of mythology and mysteries behind,

Painting the darkness with colours of light,

while changing the hourglass with twilight,

the antiques are stolen from thy sight,

Deprived of basic rights, the natives cry.

It comes and goes without any directions or doors.

Oceans of sorrow and desserts of desire,

quenching my thirst with so much fire.

Freezing my mind and opening my heart,

emerging me in fantasies and power,

hiding thee from all the cowards.

Taking creative paths I'm delving into art.

Escaping the world of horrors,

where humans have become crueller, where innocent are being slaughtered,

And genocides are normal.

Imprisoned in the bodies, filling the pages of these stories,

creating escapes slowly, through the poems and stories.

Can I ask you a question?

Do you ever feel the same thing?

By Ziniya Al Baha