Seasons Of Pain And Love. Poem by Eman Awad

Leaves, they fall,
looking yellow pale.
Ache which deep within the soul,
ryhming an old tale.
'Tis time of autumn season,
'tis time when i miss thee.
Crying and weeping with no reason,
when thou face i don't see.
This land i pace,
together we used to rove.
Our old blinthe place,
which we filled with love.
So, adieu , adieu autumn...
Icicles, they fall,
and i'm blowing my fingures.
Ache which deep within the soul,
old memories that my heart lingures.
Hither we used to dance, hither,
O sweet kiss on my brow.
Singing despite the weather,
despite the shy sun, more we glow.
Walking on an unsubstantial ground,
of the frozen lake, safe of a love so innocent.
Your voice how beautiful it sound,
in the back of my mind so eloquent.
We used to race under the rain,
sweet words you said to me.
Now 'tis raining but in pain,
like tears, sky cries for thee.
But, adieu, adieu winter...
Welcome, and welcome spring,
and welcome for you twice.
A beatiful season with more gay to bring,
O welcome for you thrice.
Soon, my love will come,
and hold me in his arms.
Soon, my sadness will be done,
under a starry skies, full of stars.
Flowers, 'tis their time unto bloom,
creatures run out from where they dwell.
A mellow song under the divine moon,
will prove that i love thee still.
May you spring never last,
but in my blinthe heart.
Summer soon will make you past,
O longing for a new start.
Promise that thou shall come another day,
but, please give birth to summer, don't say nay.
Adieu, adieu spring...
Now 'tis summer,
climes are really sunny and hot .
Welcome all times, new comer,
we really missed you a lot.
Blessings and kisses,
may we never be seperated again.
Prayers from a heart that misses,
thy so, and in my soul you remain.
Who art thou? my destiny? ?
i love thee and there is no otherwise.
A love so deep in me,
and an aspect for angel in disguise.
adieu, adieu pain and misery...