Distant Still - Poem by Eman Awad
And i saw him once again,
still, he has this wonderful smile.
My heart beats in pain,
still, his breath perfumes the while.
I was captured and no otherwise,
dreaming of a day when we can be together.
Those beautiful, sad, hazel eyes,
form a memory that will haunt me forever.
But there is still that some thing,
that killed me through loving him a lot.
An endless song that he'll sing,
passing me by taking all i've ever got.
He is distant still, some where i can't go,
how i wish to capture him with my love.
How i wish to, just because i can't let go,
that's when i knew that living without him is tough.
Still, the land he pace,
is the most secret land that i've ever seen.
And his distant face,
is my only saviour and my only dream...
I know that i'll be lost just trying,
to reach that place where i may never fit.
But those tears that i'm crying,
they owe it to me to try and not to forget.
I am the one who wishes to reach that land,
i am the one so tired of your mind games.
You don't have to be so distant, you need to understand,
if you feel the same way, it's love, it has no other names...
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