Why.... Poem by hazem al jaber
Why....
WHY...when every night i sleep, my tears run on my cheeks...
WHY...my all life which i live, its all sadness and pains...
WHY...should i dream, just to see you...
WHY...when every time i take my pen, i can`t stop cry...
WHY...i am always with my pains, and others live a happy life...
WHY...i die in a day many thousands times...
WHY...i die in a day more that i can live...
WHY...become my face, just a place to my tears...
WHY...i become so older looking, more than i am...
WHY...not a happiness came to me as a surprise, ..
WHY...all are stand around me, just to watch my end...
WHY...all whom i know are trying to hurt me...
WHY... WHY... and WHY......
and still don`t know WHY...
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4/27/2024 4:29:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very touching...We live and die asking why... thank you for having the guts to ask and not just accept...