Did You Really Go? Poem by Ibrahim Hydarah

did you really go?
then why doesn't my heart think so? .
i still look at the windows and
imagine that you are behind..
like when - at the sky - look a blind! ! !
and all the times, i ask myself:
'what's in your mind? ?
she's gone..
you look at none;
you wait for none'!

yes, i'm insane, but i go on.

Helena was here..and here..and here.
here Helena walked..
and here and there;
here Helena stood, here sat, here talked.
here Helena laughed, and smiled..
all over me - but her - was wild.

Helena..Helena..Helenaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
i miss your face,
my godly grace;
my godly creature, where are you?
did you really go?
oh..no.
oh..no.
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