A Bird... A ' Kazanova ' Poem by Wael Karameh
A Bird... A ' Kazanova '
An army of anxiety is invading my head…
Good things in life don’t grow up…
They don’t leave the childhood stage…
Shutting my mouth and the door of my heart
Is not a solution to my need to see you again! ! !
Riding the horse of passion is a talent
I am also loosing it with the fog of age…
Why I should pretend I am an eagle
While in your absence I feel I am smashed…
Like a wounded small bird inside a cage…
Why I should smile just on my facemask
While I am a killed lover,
Playing the role of “kazanova” on the stage! ! !
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9/22/2024 12:59:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Her absence may be for ever maybe you should change your acting and go for Bollywood style all there endings are happy Thanks for the tongue in cheek bird regards