I always ask myself
What's between you and me
A step
Or miles
Or just the ocean
A year
Or ten
Or a whole generation
But does it really matter
Do I have to care
What's between you and me
In time orspace
Yet when I pass by there
I can't but ask myself
What's a dear place
When no one dear is here
Is it a life
We lived true
Or a long breathless breath
Then death
It was not just the air
That breathed between you and me
There had been 'something special'
Here now remains a dear memory
That lives in motion
But will I ever come to know
What fine threads of emotion
That had always tied us
Together free.
May be one day
I can
I will
Tell me
Tell you
What has always been
A 'something special'
Between you and me
Today for now
Enough for me
I'm sure I know
Whatever it be
Very well I know
It was
It is
It has been
True!
well really you are so great and really have your own way in writing great work more and more email yours hazem
very nice Eman, and i think one has to no need to analyze love but just live it...then we come to know divinity behind it....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
May be one day I can I will Tell me Tell you What has always been A 'something special' a sweet idea based poem..and written in a very professional way..well done 10/10