The years separating us
we’ve met and the pain is the same pain
on the way of farewell
i explained the situation for the time
but it didn’t understand
We’ve been patient but the patience is like fire
and it burn our ribs
You see the face of a lovesick
if he smile you don’t feel like he’s happy
His wishes fell from
his eyes like our wishes
he built a palace from his memories
In the vicinity of a storm
but the ocean has been irritated
and he didn’t find a port for him
O people, the Eid🕋
doesn’t have color
nor taste, nor joy
And if you asked
what are the reasons ?
i say, Allah be healing us
We blame the time
And the story ..
doesn’t need a thing
because the defects
are from God
he created it in us
