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Bedouin Love Poem
by Emile M Tubiana → (All Poetry by Emile M Tubiana)
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A Bedouin love poem written over a hundred years ago, translated by the author, followed by the original. In the end there is only hope, the girl dreams that her beloved is asking her father for her hand and that her father is asking for the compensation, as at that time and in that tradition girls had to be bought. The son remained attached to his parent and had to care for them. The girl became part of her husband's family. This is why the father had to ask for a compensation before the wedding.
Bedouin Love Poem You look through the key hole You gossip to the neighbors You tell my friend is hungry He can not wait for me. From morning to evening “Come to my house”, he tells me, I go down, feeling a pang of anguish And I say: “God have mercy on me” The neighbors have heard it And gossiped to my parents I fear any misunderstanding Crying, I ask God for help The tears have softened my cheeks May God save us from men! In my dream my friend asked my hand My father asked for compensation. Bedouin Love Poem (Original) Toghzor men Ayn Elbab Ootqowed Lezhiran Tgool Habebe Otchan May Nazhem Yossbor Aliya Mesbah Leleyl Ynadili Ooigooli Ayzha Lamkan Nahbet Oogalby Makhtoof Oongool Yarabi Ewskhef Semoo’ Enass Elhoma Oogaloo Lel Weldaya Neru’sh Men Ekhsooma Notlob Rabna Sobhan Edmooa Ratboo Khodaya Ifokna Rabi Merzhal Fnaassi Zha Hbebe Yokhtob Oobaba Yotlob Lahdiya Copyright 2007 Emile Tubiana

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on December 30, 2007

Thank you Emile for sharing this beautiful write with us, I too look forward to hearing more from you. Happy New Year to you and your family.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

A wonderful write my friend, so glad that I stopped by your den and would like to thank you for stopping by my den, reading, and reviewing my work! You are a talented write, I can't wait to read more...I will be visiting again soon. Hope the year 2008 brings you health, joy, peace, laughter, and prosperity...
Blessings from the mountains of Kentucky,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on December 28, 2007

Such a beautiful, poignant poem in any language, Emile--beautifully presented. Aren't the Bedouin peoples Arab, in Northern Africa (possibly even Somalia)? I think so, not sure...still, enjoyed reading this.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Splendid and meaningful poem.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Now THIS is neat. Very original. I like it!! Very much! Yes. I do!!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D