An Old Memory... Poem by hazem al jaber

how know or no? ....
while the heart still holds an old memory
or still holds old memories...
still turn over its pages..
and live every moment passed...
but still miss those memories..
and remember them every time or always
and draw it, which it become an old one..? ?
remember those smiles of that time that went.....
and draws a moan from me....

oh, , ,
the heart stop beat..
when he remembers that time...
which thinks of those feelings that make a heart miss...
the longing shakes and tickles him...
and moves his feelings, so sadness..
then the desire tears fall down for that old memories..
between a memory fold, which become tired from old age..
and still here alone in his place..
you only and your wailed heart...