Eman Awad Poems
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The Auther Of My Poem
The author of my poem,
finds in pain so much mirth.
He killed all the laughters,
and gave my misery a birth.
I fell in love, but he made,
my very own heart be my hearse.
Forever chained with lonliness,
he let my life be my curse.
And when i went to find my destiny,
alone i was dying with eternal thirst.
I found neither love nor home,
shattered, wandering this universe.
Like an aerolite i fell,
like a comet i was burned,
And, away, i was sent from earth.
Now, horizon is bleeding,
and sun sets soon,
rotten roses with no future to ...
Being A Bird
How i wish to fly like a bird,
fly forever in the endless sky.
I sound so loud to be heard,
fly forever with no reason to cry.
I'll spread my wings and open my eyes,
i'll see every thing clear from above.
Navigate all those velvet skies,
sofar, my life is smooth and nothing is tough.
But what if a stronger bird came?