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SI (18/11/1984 / Riyadh)


Poem By Sarah Ibrahim

Family is where you run to
when wolves start to hunt you

Its your lasting shelter
when Life gets colder

Family hold you tight
when your tunnel has no light

They cure your wounded Wing
when things start to Sting

That's what i've been always told
but i started to believe this image is Old

Cause sometimes they are the Pain
and with them Anger is what you gain

when you search for their warm arms
They throw you back to the Storms

They drive you to confusions
Till you get that Conclusion

'How can I call you Family?
How can I say you are part of me? '

'If all you do is Judging me
and control my own Destiny'

Im Sorry
Near you i never want to stay
Im Sorry
I can't Keep acting in That Play
Im Sorry
You are my Reason to Runaway

Sarah Ibrahim ©

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Comments (8)

This poem is not imagination, I think the poet said it from the bottom of her heart. I do believe her.
Nice composition, , with true meaning, , , keep it up!
Lovely writin! .. but never run away frm yer family thy r gud or bad wat ever thy r part of u dear..
How far can you run? Nobody is indispensable................the farther you run.....the deeper you'd fall...........apart!
beautifull dear swet sarah.. heartfelt..