Every time,
I look at your pictures..
I see..
Some of my old pains..
I see,
You, my pretty murderer..
I see,
You, your majesty..
Coz proudly,
You deserve to be a royalty..
I see..
Myself drowning more..
into you..
Into your eyes..
Into your love..
I see..
Myself weak inside,
I feel..
My heart fragile inside..
No one can live with these pains..
Even my shadows left me alone..
Standing by my own..
Against my love..
And,
Facing my queen..
I have been always your prisoner..
Your pains lover..
Your lover..
Your immortal lover..
Do you spend your nights asking..
How could a poet survive your pains..
How could I assemble all these letters..
And,
Write my imaginary poems..
Haven’t you heard of me?
Haven’t you heard of my ironic soul?
Sun is what I chase..
Coz,
I’m a cursed knight..
I’m an eternity wanderer..
Todos los derechos pertenecen a su autor. Ha sido publicado en e-Stories.org a solicitud de Ndim Muhanad.
Publicado en e-Stories.org el 23.07.2006.
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