I Am Still Alive Poem by Wael Karameh

when the pen will meet my hand again
I will apologize with a baby poem to your traveling eyes...
In a lonely shore where my feelings could rain
my tide of love to you will rise and rise...
I will support my heart in his fight with my brain
because I know my soul wants us to be together...

From the fog of fear
your face is smiling
From the trust growing near
my hand is swearing...
From the world of ancient purity...my dear
my boat is forever sailing...
to your land
to your hand...
to your magic heart which for sure will be so caring...

when we are flying together just say my name
it is your gift to me...
not a necktie, a rose or a flame...
when we are away just remember we aren't the same
everyone is a special planet
very close but with a distance...
it is both our secret and our lovely game...
so please forget the windy talks, the small things...
the wrong and right...
love is the only devil to blame...


May 19,2008