In my homeland, tidings of joy unfurled,
Awake, O larks, with melodic trill.
Flags of glory danced, radiant and bold,
Ascending heights, adorned with pottery’s thrill.
This September’s balance, a scale of grace,
It arrived, heralding blessings untold.
Eid graced my land, prosperity embraced,
Cities adorned, bathed in luminous gold.
Gone, the cloud of distress from horizons wide,
Happiness now flutters in every space.
O land of eternal bliss, forever abide,
A timeless icon of glory’s embrace.
May my homeland dwell in tranquil delight,
Celebrating serenity, a radiant sight.
And security blossoms, like lilies of pure,
Over your land, nurturing futures secure.
Translated by Hatem Al-ShameaYemeni Writers: An Anthology of Short Stories