Loneliness and suffering.
A great friend I lost.
A great soul died.
Did you hear me cry?
My friend did you hear me cry?
God gave you. God took you.
The feeling is so sad.
I wish you were here.
If you were here I would give you more laughs my brother.
This life is nothing because there is death.
There is nothing because we think too much of those no
longer with us.
My friend I dont see you here but I still have your name.
Your name I'll never lose.
I am trying to keep killing life. Yet solitude is killing me.
Every morning, afternoon, night. Day, hour, second I think of you.
I lost someone. Someone I love.
Someone with whom I made memories.
Your photos.
Voice. Videos. Name I still have.
I'll never forget you.
I'll never forget you.
Now I have a good image of this life.
Sadly at any second we can lose someone.
Rest in peace my brother mouhamed.
By, Oualid Alamghouz.
11.09.2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem