this life

this life

A Poem by stars are far

I woke up that morning

I saw the trees naked

The land was thirsty

The flowers were died

The clouds are shouting

The sun is turned off

The people were in asleep

The animals were crying

The sea was angry

The sky was sleepy

The streets were empty

The ice was melting

 

The moon is up

But the night didn’t come yet

Out of my window

The life was like a bad dream

It was the prison

Of my freedom

But in front of my window

There was that home

That light

That sun

Of my life

There were my parents

There was my family

That beautiful moon

With its silvery light

And that smooth words

 

My family is my blanket

In that cold rainy day

And the fire in my camp

I love you allJ

© 2010 stars are far


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was this like a bad dream?


Posted 13 Years Ago


Sooo nicey, xoxox

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wonderful and sentimental, with great imagery! Well done!

Posted 13 Years Ago


A great build up, with wonderful sentimental heartwarming and touching words written here. Simply beautiful :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


That was sweet. A family is a much needed supprt for everyone.

Posted 13 Years Ago


thanks :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Nice one :)
I loved it

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on October 4, 2010
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Tyre, Lebanon



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