Treasure Island

omar bizri


My Queen


I wish I have a powerful tool
To show what my heart may pour
A pen from a novel
Or a paper from script
Words of a poet
Or just the courage of Wallace
But all I have I will say
Even if it will take me all the day

My hands are shaking u can see
My voice is trembling u can hear
I lose my eyesight while you are here
What’s happening I am not yet your dear?
I must be strong
U told me
I must be courage
You need me
I haven’t felt
So hopeless and week
I must Grab my fist and say it loud
Raise my head I shall never lay it down
With all my senses tight and ready
Hold your guts be calm and ready

For every kingdom there is a queen
And you are that queen
Although you still a teen

I am your Knight
Don’t fall
I will hold you
Don’t feel cold
I am near you
Don’t cry
I will be scattered
Just smile
So I can feel the warmth of your ray
Walk
I will feel alive again
Talk
And my soul will fly
Did I say what I want? ! ?
I need no pens papers word or courage anymore
I am living in a kingdom and you r my Queen

Submitted: Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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