Dry Tears Poem by Islam Gawish

Listening to the sound of my dry tears.

Tasting the last trace of sweat happiness before it fades away.

Watching the souls of my dying dreams rising over and over again …
Still I will spread a smile

Still I will never cry

And yes I will stand alone

Listening to my dry tears

Telling over and over how my story could be

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Then I remembered that

A long time ago in a fairytale in a Child’s dream

I saw a little shiny girl who smiled back at me

I was too happy to realize it will never be

A dream and a dream again ….still…there was no she.

One day the sun looked back at me

So friendly and warm was the sun to me,

It said, my happiness will last as far as the sea


Again, when the sun came down, there was only me, alone in my dream.

As warm as my sun ray as long as the memory of my dream..


Oh my sunny dream, please keep me warm in the moments before my sleep.