Paralyzed.
poem by:
Jamal Abboud
Written
on Oct 09, 2017
Thou, of my ugliest despair, know Though thy love and care grow; Through my darkness, thou seek, For fragments of a profitable tale, From my clearest days of love Which pain repelled to remove So withered they silent and weak Deeper in dark abyss of a deep dale. Flutter not nor float to speak. Lone forgotten to die below. Alas, thy pure heart and pride, Thy beauty and perfume at my side, The pleasure thy touch does bring, Thy childish smiles when you sing, Thou have lived for me and tried, And I have lived for what thou tried, Thy sighs, sweet words and gentleness Are drowned in my dark sadness. I‘ve witnessed the death of thy strife, And observed mine in my paralyzed life.
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Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 20, 2018 at 2:14pm
.......oops!.. did your pen run out?............
