A Sad Passer-By - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Wherever I go
I am merely a passer-by
In this great and wide world,
I am always sad and I have my Reasons to say this all the time,
I am alone and with a bad luck, but
I am doing my best to be better,
I travel both in my physical entity
And in my pretty imagination,
I am dreamy and I dream about a lot
Of lovely things in my life,
I write my own pages one by one and
I don't know what will days carry for me,
I am not completely sad, but I am not
Happy because I have a lot of things to do,
I am merely like a pretty passing cloud Looking for a better place to reach it even On a tree, on a rock, or in a bird's nest,
I am still looking for a better place for me Anywhere, everywhere, or any place,
I have a lot of lovely dreams carrying with
Me everywhere I go or everywhere I reside,
I travel with my thoughts and my pretty ideas
To where I can give them to people who love them, Life is so short even if it looks to us longer Than from what we're expecting all the time, My wings are broken, so I need a pretty bird
To carry me anywhere or a passing cloud to ride, and I am alone and I am sad in our world because Our world has a lot of things need to be fixed.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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