koulou shaklen

Does she feel lonely without him

Or is every muse temporary?

من نفس الجنس بل عجينة أخرى

As he inhales one more breath

قبل ان يفكر بمستقبل أفضل وأنسب

She imagines

It is all that remains

من الأيام والسنين التي مضت

And will never come back

بأي شكل

Only desired shackles

That hinder our human

Growth

Explained

A bland face

Neutral almost

Expressionless

As the brain

Does not stop

Working

The mind does not stop

Wandering

About the heart

That does not stop

Searching

For a glow a voice a calling

A moment of clarity?

An instance of epiphany?

A light an answer

Would be worth

Stretching

The muscles of my surface

To uncover my limited canvas

And reveal my versatile smile

1.01.2020