Fire leaves behind something, Even if it’s just the ash, gray and calm. But when a human is burned, Nothing remains— Only barren emptyness These words were the companions of our youthful romance. Reading them made the poet feel like a being of another dimension—someone who could carry an ocean of fire within and still flow like a tranquil river. Because, indeed, we fail to understand humans. Goodbye poet, Goodbye, Helal Hafiz— The love of my youth, The romance of my adolescence. 13 Dec2024