Friday, February 22, 2008

Alone


Alone
2 july 2007


I'm sitting alone..
in a different home..
far away..
from my real home..
beyond blue seas..
up there near green fields..
the land of dried tears..
and hidden fears..
I sit back there..
in that sparkling cafe..
watching those rain drops..
falling in the mid-summer day..
like a bride..
crying in her night of fame..
tears of blood..
tears of gold you can say..
where is that warmness?
where did it fade away?
why it's cold?
maybe cause I remember..
everything you say..
about our destiny..
and our dreams..
painted in gray..
a volcano of anger..
a storm of pain..
I want to sleep..
and drift away..
in your blue eyes..
again and again..
a lonely bird..
singing his sad song..
who can take it anymore..
a cloud flying away..
in the open space..
where I can find a place for my head..
where I can be..
comfortably numb..




Karim Galal...02/07/07...Eden Cafe...Sidi Bo Seaid...Tunisia

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