My Lovely Mother Poem by Rasheed Alqahas

My lovely mother
No wind blew at all, we are on hot summer.
I am feeling too cold, and cut by thousand cutter.
Were the strength I have, do I lost my power?
My hands were shaking as if, as if a weakling feather.
Tonight how sad I am, I lost my lovely mother.
My heart broke for pieces. No way to be together.
Inside my mind there are, a hurricane and thunder storm.
Can I inhume my mother and return alone for home?
How can I leave alone, my mother under the ground?
Under the earth she is, in fearful silence around.
The tears made me tears, when I am going away.
I lost my strength forever and have no word to say.
Rasheed Alqahas.
Jeddah, Saudi Arabia