I blinked to a cat with one eye,
The left one,
The one i had,
She did so to me with one eye ,
The left one ,
The one she didn’t have..
I ran over the wind,
And a potato bag ran beside me,
It stopped with the wind ,
While i stopped when I’ve beaten it..
And they ran in the novel,
And they ran in the nights,
And they ran in the school in a middle of nowhere,
And they ran with the kites,
And they ran with tears,
And they ran with the memories over the years,
And they ran with the ocean of fears,
And the ocean of birthdays,
The ocean of a thousand hope and a thousand tide..
What beyond them ?
Where did they run too ?
I’ll not accept it ,
I’ll not accept a sad story,
Or a tragedy,
And if the heavens are sending me signs,
Heavenly are heavens signs..
And if heavens carving a path,
A path of heaven it carves..
and if i ever lose my way to heavens ,
Heavens will find your way to you..
As long as you run,
It runs more to you,
As long as you make meanings it gives signs,
And as much it doesn’t care about meaning,
You do.
And as much as there is roads there’s revelations and signs,
And it’s not over,
You wrote this when you’re dreaming,
And you saw the cat in your sleep,
With one eye..
And it doesn’t seem like, someone will understand you
With two eyes..
Or knows what you’re meaning,
You know what you’re meaning ,
You just don’t know what is it.
The cat blinked.
With one eye.
The left eye.
Forever.
I blinked.
With one eye.
The left eye.
Forever there.
zaki monzer 