
Standing by the window in the middle of the night
holding a peace of you gifted to me, real tight
Bruises drawing its way on my body
who is bieng the artist of your pain tell me
My mind lost in the juristiction of thoughts
dodging the ugly possibilites and embracing the lovely truth
Deffining thunders begging the skies to stop
to stop crying for our longing tonight
My dreams shatters then fall back into place
loose my track, nd then a glimpse of you nd i pick up the pace
The wind carries your whispers, your voice to me
how could one word keep a heart beating ?
The viens in my hands inscript a name
that changed my body physics to his aim
With all what this pen can write
it cant express half of my longing to you
Everyday i will stand by the window
awaiting the moon to bring you back to me and prove am no widow ...
hal poem dedication 5aa9 7ag el ANonymous :P hope you like it ....comment away