A Different Poem. Poem by 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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shireen Ramadan 16 July 2012

Amazing wordage, ana Shireen men Masr honey, I didn't know about this website but eventually I'll close my facebook account to stay on this. This is my destination, good luck :)

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Shireen Ramadan 16 July 2012

Amazing wordage, ana Shireen men Masr honey, I didn't know about this website but eventually I'll close my facebook account to stay on this. This is my destination, good luck :)

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Abu Bakr Hassanien 10 March 2012

good lines but i wish u checked some few words spelling such as: rabid I think it is rapid and so on please chedk

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James B. Earley 02 August 2008

I know what it is to be a stranger in one's own home......for I'm a stranger......in my own land!

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Jeannie Ann Clark 08 June 2008

Love can be a painful thing....Thank you, Jeannie.

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