Her Eyelashes, His Eyelashes

Long black eyelashes 

curve way up and way down.

They flutter above and below

gazing fair blue eyes,

like tails of grey whales,

splashing above and below

the surface of the sea.

Dr. Azzam S. Elayan

June 26, 2013 

Dedicated to my two children.

Now You Come To Me

Wipe these teary eyes

These eyes that haunted me

All these lonely years, my dear.

These tears may leave tracks

So deeps you can't erase

Off your lovely smile

Off your gentle face. 

(This is an excerpt. Entire poem will posted soon.)

Azzam Elayan

2001