The Farthest...The Dearest Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

by Freeyad Ibrahim



We forget the beloved ones and we feel little passion
towards them...
But we remember them each hour after their death
That is as if our emotions die
As long as they are alive
Why does our emotions revive after they die
That is because we are sure that we
Never see them again
And in the psychology of man is firmly reassured:
Strong emotions arouse
in Proportion to the Distance to the Beloved
The Farthest… the Dearest

Freyad Hugo