Bitter Sweet Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

By Freeyad Ibrahim

I'll do everything in my power
Why do you stomp me
when you are rising like flour
The relation between you and me
is like that between the sun
and the sunflower
I was sad you made me happy
I was weak you gave me power
My tears are raining bitterly now
Bathing in my tears, or taking a shower
Without you, one hour is a week
With you, one week is an hour
You are much smaller being afar
Beside me you are high as a tower
If you give me no smell no scent,
why should I carry a flower
With you everything I eat is honey
All my honey, without you, turns sour
I built a tower of hope before me
Now the hope is like a flower
Which wrinkles devour.

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FRYAD HUGO

The Netherlands
Author, Writer