Essambeh Ebai Essambeh Poems

I was told you're no longer real any more,
I was told you're only just a song.
A lyric that's felt solely in rhymes,
That writers weave through words to always speak their minds
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Can I be your friend even though I'm far away?
Can I be the one you can always talk to every, passing day?
I know the times might be tough; I know there are times you cry.
I know many don't understand the pain you usually feel deep down inside.
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We don't milk them from blood vessels, as the case might be,
Stranger now, brother, it's funny how the paradigm shifts.
Born in adversity from the altar call to service,
How can I call you a brother again after all your service?
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Echoes still echo, but unto you I look,
Friends leave, but unto you I still look,
If my family also leaves, who will I really run to?
I still ask myself, 'Is this all there is to life? '
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Calm yet tender, beautiful with a smile,
eyes that glow, an angel we eulogized.
Mother to all, you were so for a while,
Fifty dropped the call, and suddenly you lost all you had for a while.
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Broken heart, dirge on repeat, pen on a mission,
Parched lines, painful tears, memories in oblivion.
half sonnets, partial octaves, pages in ruins,
How long will a smile beckon, are you that perfect friend too?
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How broken can my heart be again?
How broken can the memories still be from yesterday?
How broken can it be after all these years,
Sixth was the number, I lost another beautiful pearl.
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At times you see words but I see stories,
At times you see black lines, but I see more than just stories,
the countless pains that still echo through the years,
So many untold stories, the beginning of every painful tear.
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At first the reality, didn't hit the way it really hits now,
Saying good bye has never been harder than it is now.
All those memories now recollected in vials of tears,
Is this what life really entails; to be born today only to fade away within few years?
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Suffice it to say you've won, dear beast of the greenery field.
On your lips, you still play your song, an unending do re mi,
From friend to foe, the synergy soothingly passes on.
Always veracious from the lips, where did we really go wrong?
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