Eman Awad - A different poem.

This week i haven't wrote a single poem,
and i felt so alone surrounded by a crowd.
I felt like a stranger in my own home,
and no use if i screamed my pain out loud.
I'm feeling rabid emotions in my heart,
i'm feeling lost for some thing i never knew.
Time passes me by and taring me apart,
just for me to know i am missing you.
And that's not all that i feel,
then what would make this a different poem?
Some times i think that my life isn't real,
and there is nothing belongs to a world of my own.
I remember times when i could never get enough,
of the words you say to me and your smile.
I remember times when i used to see love,
in people's eyes and faces and every mile.
I still see that but not the same way,
not when i'm without you all the time.
Not when i saw you walking away,
not when i'm having doubts in what's mine.
Still i think of what would ever make,
this poem different from any other.
But every poem will be for your sake,
maybe it's different because we love each other.

Eman Awad

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