MOHAMMAD SKATI


YOUR SADNESS DRAWS A SAD PICTURE


That sad sadness Drawn, On your pretty face, Is of great importance To me because I notice it And I feel it well, Sadness means too much To me Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, This sad sadness fills up All the world's seas and oceans Because it is too much And it is beyond that too much, It is horrible When I feel that drawn sadness Covers all sides of your face, This sadness takes me away into Unknown worlds and unknown kingdoms By day and by night, so Your sadness is something that Makes sadder and more upset Because I can not resist it.

Submitted: Friday, August 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013
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