Poem By Eman Awad

No certain on my window could resist,
that strong wind when it blew.
So, it kept on whistling through,
and while the darkness fear grew.
I am the origin of fears,
pain crawls out of my room.
The light was cut out,
there is no sun, and they hid away the moon.
Black is the colour of what i wear,
and what inside of me is fear.
I looked and looked but you weren't there,
and on my face comes down a tear.
I lost my faith in this world,
i'm lost and i don't believe.
My load broke me forever,
i look back to find nothing i could achieve.
Down they took you,
down to another world.
Down they take you,
where i can't share your world.
Your place isn't my arms,
not any more..
Your soul flied to stars,
knocking heaven's door.
Down into a dark grave,
that's how your life ended.
I cried trying to be brave,
but i guess i pretended.
Wind blow into my room,
and makesday misty,
and night is a haze.
Life isn't the same without you,
and my thoughts form a maze.
The light of your eyes is my life,
your smile is the reason to live on.
Now how can i surfive?
while all of this are gone.
Is it dark where you went? ?
still, i can't believe it's true.

Wind whistles still through my window,
maybe one day in the darkness,
I'll see you...

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