Poetry by Dr. Mishal Al Turki
What reached me of you is enough — do not call out to me
I have left you, I implore you, go… and leave me be
How long must I conceal my sorrows from those who love me
My joy that shows, my wound that hides — both within me
Enough, I am weary, and what has passed is enough for me
The road is treacherous, and the weight of my dreams has worn me
Do not hope that longing for your homeland will carry me
That was before life and I had weathered one another, you and me
Once, hearing of your sorrows would bring tears to my eyes
Yet today your tears no longer stir anything in me
Even the love that once ruled my very veins entirely
I now command its will, after it once commanded me
When in doubt, I rise and take counsel with only me
No one any longer shares in what lies deepest within me
And no right of mine was lost that I did not reclaim with my own two hands, freely
What once threw me into confusion no longer troubles me
I come to the whirlpool of memory on my own two feet, willingly
Yet I dare the remnants of longing to ever catch up with me
Since loving you, everything inside me has changed completely
I broke with the path that had nearly destroyed me
What once made me weep now makes me laugh with glee
And what once made me laugh now brings me to tears bitterly..!
Enough — and what reached me of you is sufficient for me
Since your love has left me, go… and leave me be