O pen....
please write before my death...
write please my pen...
no one still, only you now with me...
you are the only whom i can talk with...
and the only one who knows me...
you whom can hear me...
you whom i can cry him...
and the only one whom can wipe my tears...
write o pen...
i own only you...
and you can understand me...
write about my wounds and pains...
about my suffering...
write and don`t try to happy me...
don`t butter up me...
just write...
but also please don`t hurt me...
write every thing...
and to the last second in my life...
write before i die...
because the death is here and so close to me...
write and don`t stop...
and don`t let the time stop too...
just write...
write it well as you feel inside me..
write and don`t get tired from me...
as i got tired of myself...
o pen...
write and don`t try to treat my wounds...
write and please don`t cheat on me...
just write, how i am now...
write within my words...
with my feelings...
write through my tears...
and don`t mercy me...
but also don`t become so hard on me...
just want you to write the truth...
the truth which i live in...
write the history of my pains...
write what is going right now in my heart...
write my secrets which i hide...
write my craziness and my angry...
my confusion...
my patient...
write and don`t scare me..
write, i will not yell to you..
please write all what i feel..
and what you felt through me...
just write and write it well..
or...
leave me alone...
as she did...
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Very poignant, Hazem, your pen being your thoughts,10/10 Best Wishes Lynda