the same footsteps that I take
in the same roads that I walk
with the same sins that I make
about the same love I never had
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well I think that is the life..never be sad for an affliction and never be happy for a gift......men are born to pray, build and do good...so it's good to sacrifice anyway thanks for sharing (ana ro7t iskendereya el esboo3 elly fat we la2etha agmal bekeer men el sana elly fatet....we mesh za7ma we nedeefa we met3'ayyara howwa eh elly 7asal?)
Although, it is a grievous poem but it is really so pure and touching...good job!
the same words that I will always say.. you are a distinctive extraordinary poet..your poems are so meaningful..and this one is a stunner..
well delivered.. the same blue skies of white sparkling shadows a moon shines from the borrowed meadows...
Mohammed - There is an ineviable sameness baout all our lives and when yoy get older it gets worse. Sme roads - sins - inrequtied love - homesickness - sacrifices - cold nights and blue daybreaks. But take heart you are only 20 - you have your whole life to lok forward to. In 50 years time (when you are 7! ! !) you will write a very different poem celebrating yor diversity! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing - Yours through poetry - JOHN.
after this poem i don't think that i feel the same...lol, cause u just make think about the samething lol
the same footsteps that I take in the same roads that I walk with the same sins that I make the same.........the same..................the same............. does aything ever change...for the better...... here abouts very touching and strong lines folded in well with a composure and liuistic finesse well done cheers