Writing them to the windA Poem by Moataz El SakkarWhen all of your hints goes unseenI lost my words writing them to the wind
And in the process found what I long lost White became gray and gray just dimmed away For long I thought my heart was frost With every look blues were a darker shade The music stops and the voices fade And now this tune I play half asleep Is all what's left to keep the night awake Reminds me of what once was, tells about what might be And found the warmth my heart longed for in yours A truth I always knew but I wouldn't believe That this is where it belongs And this is how it has to be Moataz M. El Sakkar/Poison Prince © 2018 Moataz El Sakkar |
StatsAuthorMoataz El SakkarCairo, EgyptAboutA man who knows what he wants, and sticks to what he knows. more..Writing
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