Haytem Fakroun

Rookie (22-Oct-1977 / Tripoli- Libya)

Sorrow Blue - Poem by Haytem Fakroun

Of sorrow blue, and life in the mist
Nights in the shadows of a dream
Of sorrow blue, I’m losing the rest
Of my life, drowned in the stream

With the sunset that bites my heart
I can not help but to feel alone & cold
Of sorrow blue, I am just a part
I’m not me, to the dark my soul was sold

In sorrow and blues, hours like days
Like year, years as salty as our tears
Rusted faces form old lives, in many ways
Reminds me of lost hopes and living fears

Sorrow blue, moments before the dawn
That is when we part ways like old friends
With the sunrise, I am no longer a pawn
For my sorrow, no longer worried about the ends

Every day there is a Rendez-Vous
With my inner self and my eternal fall
With the other me, my sorrow blue
Every day, I will pick up the sorrow’s call

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Comments about Sorrow Blue by Haytem Fakroun

  • Rookie Carly Bachor (5/6/2009 4:27:00 PM)

    your words have very strong meanings behind them....in which i relate to and understand.
    way to go!
    i love it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 7, 2008



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