Alone

By Haqi Omar

At first he hated solitude while food became tasteless
Felt no taste for morning coffee
Fairouz songs became a routine.

No longer life is like before
But with time, solitude became beautiful
Solitude of special taste.

Leaves morning time with zeal to come back home, to solitude.
Zeal to drink coffee alone
To watch the news alone.

Does not know how to make friendships, as for old friendships are sweeter.
Does not know how to love, as for old love is sweeter
Does not want to be in new place, somewhere does not look like him.

Embraces solitude like par between old and new
Cannot go back to the old nor wants the new
Yes friends, it is solitude where we find refuge, where we cannot depart.

*Haqi Omar is a Syrian pharmacist based in Denmark
*Translation: Amir Darwish

*Also spelled Fairouz, Feyrouz or Fayrouz, is a Lebanese singer who is one of the most widely admired and deeply respected living singers in the Arab world. Her songs are constantly heard throughout the region, specially morning time.

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