Dropping me from your sky
Was the last nightmare I could imagine …
Not because I loved you like no one had loved before
Nor because no lover will reach my level anymore…
But simply that option was never in my mind
When we love, we become so blind…
We dream in paradise, in days only pink
As if our feelings impossibly could shrink…
We give without a limit; we do not wait for a return
We don’t weight the risks; like a fire can burn…
Dropping me from your sky
Was like a fall of a plane with a broken engine…
Was the last nightmare I could really imagine …
Dropping me from your sky
Was for me like to die …
Don’t tell me life is full of surprises and it will surely go on…
Don’t tell me to forget the past with a new hope switched on…
No queen will govern my heart empire again
No warm poems from my soul will rain …
I will loose my belief in the whole world
My belief in myself as a great man, as a real bald …
So please…
Stop giving me your bunch of lessons that are too late
Let me alone discover my life, face alone my fixed fate…
Dropping me from your sky
Was for me like to die …
But for my future, a clearance from a deadly dye…
Wael Karameh
July18,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We'll jump together from the sky...and paint the air with pink and white...poems from us will rain caressing everyones heart.