A Journey To Naparoo Poem by Islam Gawish

Some day I will go
no sound no words even... the wind will not set a tear
no remorse, no laughs no one to remember how it used to be

not even a sad story to be told, neither a whining old lady next to a wall..

no questions no remarks not a sentence on a cheap stone
nothing to have, nor something to be left


only the bitterness in the moment before I leave
no messages no lessons only a trace of the lost memories which never were

all the hopes and all the dreams will be left alone
no one to comfort them after I go away


tears will dry long before they will be lost in the rain
pains will remind me of the way my life once was

and the voices will vanish because there is nobody to speak a word
it was me all along who spoke to comfort my soul....
and my soul will carry the bitterness I had in the moment before I go
this the short sad story of boy who never grew,
with heart who suffered without bleeding a tear.