As if I am always in a hurry…
To love more, to write more
To swim in the sea of women
And never come back to the shore…
As if I am eager inside myself to always carry…
A new dimension of feeling
A pink dream without a ceiling…
Hoping all the pains that I have…
In the peaceful soil of my poems,
I can succeed to burry…
As if I am searching for something new
Never lived, never seen…
Nobody has about it any clue…
Something that can make my life a heaven
And the sky of my future always blue…
Something that can only be imagined
By love fiction… and that fiction will soon come true…
As if I am searching for something extremely enjoyable
But look what I got! ! !
You just offered me a very painful screw! ! !
Wael Karameh
April 15,2009.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem