Eman Awad

Rookie (26\5\1988 / cairo)

Being (Mark) - Poem by Eman Awad

Yes, Mark again,
her stories about him never ends.
She is going insane,
but she walks slowly and pretends.
This time she was talking about if she was him,
how beautiful it might've been, being an angel and so.
His hazel eyes and more stories about them,
even when she's in love again, she can't let Mark go.
I never knew how it's like sharing a moment in time,
with some one and this moment overrates to be your life.
How you still linger the first dream and the first sign,
i imagine that and say, it must've been great having Mark in your life.
Yes, Mark again,
and who else was an angel and fell from the sky.
Yes, Mark again,
and who else destroyed life with unsaid goodbye.
It's amazing how we never talked but still,
we said so much with our eyes that words couldn't say.
She speaks within her tears that i'm sure it'll,
drown her, if she didn't stop to linger Mark every day.
I'm sure the one who's love would last,
for more than four years, really deserve to be lingered.
She was passing by some street from the past,
some thing reminded her, she says, and so i remembered.
Mark if you hear us, come back,
she loves you more than life it self and she can't go on.
It must be great being you and never look back,
to see your only victim and not trying to make her strong.
I've never seen such love, it's increadible being Mark,
knowing that my name resound in some one's mind.
But it hurts knowing that i made his life dark,
but how i wish to be loved like Mark, how i wish to be Mark,
outliving time, glorious, beautiful and never left behid....

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011


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