O My Pen Poem by hazem al jaber

got out my notebook, ..
and hold my pen, which all what i have...
took a sip from my coffees` cup...
and looked to my notebooks, ..
confused been i am, my sweetheart...
what should to write, ..
and how to start my sadly story, ..
and from where should i start, .
should i say, love you my sweet queen, ..
or to write about my past memories...

confused been my pen, before my heart...
confused been, and don`t know what to do...
or how to start....
confused been my pen, when saw the sadness inside me...
and how much i fallen with that lady, whom i adored...
and because of her, was my first poetries about her...

o pen...
please deep go inside me to see more...
and to see how much i suffer because of her...
and how much desires i have inside....

o pen, please go there more and deeply...
and write more about the love, ..
which i keep for her...
please do my pen....

o pen, why you stopped, ..
o pen, ...
why became weak o pen...
even you can`t stand to write....
so, how my heart can bear on that...
so my pen, ,
i beg you just to try..