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When you are far my soul is missing me: Sirwan Qicho

A poem by: Sirwan Qicho

When you are far
My soul is missing me

I am not stupid …..!!!
But dreams make me a crazy person…
In many nights, I was drunk and thinking
About that (subject)
Sorry my brain, I can not help you
I can not forget that black history!
Sometimes I want to open my heart
And drink my black blood…!!!!
Ohhh , what is that black thing ?
It is not blood…! It's smoke!!!!
It's a real dramatic story
But who is the author?
You or me ….?
I'm not a writer, but in these times
I can write a book, a long, huge book!!
Hey …:
I know that
You hold my best future
You will make a lot of projects for me
You will break my old map!!
But now, I can not move
I can not draw my favorite flag.
My special place is not big and
My plans are very huge!!
What is the matter between?
Me and you..?
Look at my eyes and discover yourself …
We have the same problem:
"Loving the others"

27 – 4 – 2008
Sîrwan Kajjo - Beirut


 

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