Nostalgia - Poem by Eman Awad
It happened that i found it here,
among some old stuff of mine, thrown there.
I gazed upon it, and it's my fear,
what am i feeling right now and do i still care?
Your picture in my hand,
and your smile is still so charming, it is.
And i don't understand,
haven't i got rid of all that i possessed?
I felt a yearning to those days,
when you gave this picture to me.
You said look at it and always,
linger us and fall in love with me.
I do, i said in a voice like whispers,
we'll always be together but when not.
I remember you and i need no pictures,
but if we said goodbye, it's all i got.
And you said, it's not even a possibility,
how when we'll share our children and our home.
From this day on, it's only my responsibility,
to take care of you so that you're never alone.
Even in memories your voice is still sweet,
i long to go back in time and tell you that's all lies.
I feel no nostalgia, my heart doesn't beat,
and even as i'm taring your picture apart,
you still have that deceiving look in your eyes...
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