Is It Too Late? ? Poem by Eman Awad

Is It Too Late? ?



I'm sure you thought of me,
and eventhough we never shared any thing.
Some how i keep your memory,
carved in my soul like the melody you sing.
Though we never said hello,
and we never said goodbye.
I want to have a part of you,
some thing to hold on to and cry.
I thought of your smile,
and i considered, the colour of your eyes.
I've been down this mile,
this lifes' promises end up to be just lies.
I'm not talking about me now,
but i ca't let go of this pain.
I don't know why, where or how,
i just want to see you again.
Promise me a date,
made by the hands of fate,
promise me love that may overrate,
will you see me again?
Or is it too late? ?

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