 | (One day we shall meet)
A distressed soul seeks comfort, in a forgotten land
A death penetrated with a noose well planned
It seeks for fulfillment, to rest, to be at peace
And each day I pray for it, on bended knees“IT”, is a he, and he is a part of me
My father, a vague figure I could never really see
Lost in the cold, trapped in a time
Consoled by my touch and my favorite nursery rhyme
A coward, I would think not, but a sin, I would say
For death had not planned to meet him that day
I was alas in the warmth of a womb and protected from the tears
Not knowing I would grow up to learn my greatest fears
I did not know you, and yes, I did care
Yet losing someone whom was meant to be close isn’t something rare
Although we never met, I feel I know you well
But things happen for a reason and its not good to dwell
So now, I will say goodbye, until we meet someday
In an endless place, a distant land, a dream faraway
Submitted by Farah |  |
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