Ahmed Shammasi

Fairwell Loved One (Tribute To My Father)

Time seems to go by real slow...
Like living a life on top of your own..
You wish it's just a dream and you'll wake up soon...
But you're told otherwise by the evening moon...
Suddenly no one wishes to walk in your shoes...
And trade their life for your deepest blues...

Life changes in a second, from birth to death...
Another loved one loses his breath...
They say it is faith to be taken by the lord...
The wounds can't be healed by condolence words...
For the last time i greet you my lost one...
May the moon bless you, and gaurds you the sun...

Poem Submitted: Monday, November 27, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, November 27, 2010

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Comments about Fairwell Loved One (Tribute To My Father) by Ahmed Shammasi

  • Hadi Mahdi (11/27/2006 1:19:00 PM)

    Great poem of yours...

    'For the last time i greet you my lost one...
    May the moon bless you, and gaurds you the sun... '

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  • Tracey Collins (11/27/2006 9:04:00 AM)

    well writen about a lost love one, the ryming was good fit perfect with the poem..

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  • Asma Bahrainwala (11/27/2006 9:01:00 AM)

    a very poignant poem, ahmed...

    Asma...

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