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To be left alone

I am not a drop ,
Nor the ocean ,
Not that the “i” ever made any sense ,
I say i wanna find it ,
And sometimes that i play it ,
But whenever the wind blows i find myself so distant away to call myself it , to call myself myself ,
How could i be myself when my self isn’t mine ?

Nothing in the world belongs to me ,
Not even me ,
But maybe i belong to whatever took a piece of the me away and went away ,
Like a cat on a flowery street ,
Like a flower on the surface of the sea .

I didn’t want to swim in the ocean ,
I just wanna know it ,
And I’m far away from dropping in it ,
While they’re far away from me ,
And i don’t wanna be happy ,
Even if it was served on silver plates ,
For maybe the tragedy is worth million ,
Of galaxies of golden states .

And in hell u find the cave ,
And in the cave u fall asleep ,
And you wake up in a dream where u know , that like without pain ,
Ain’t no meaning at all ,
What purpose is their ,
When u roll in a flow ,
Where u won’t reach whoever u love ,
Where you’ll always chase to fly ,
But you won’t ever know ,
And you won’t ever find any answer ,
Not thyself down the line ,
So tell me was their other sense ,
That joy belonged to pain , and tears alone ..
I don’t wanna be certain ,
I don’t wanna go home ,
I just wanna live in a dream ,
Where i know everything will be dusted , seen , and gone

Where were we when he created the world ?
Were we happy ?
Because i think all that is true ,
Is a deep , silent , and shivering tone ,
With a boy sat alone ,
I don’t wanna be happy ,
Because all i ever was ,
All i will ever be ,
Is a boy sad to be home ,
A boy said to be born ,
By love lost in a morning dawn ,
That’s mine all mine to be own ,
With no blessed beautiful meaning , above it all ,
Than winds , winds , winds , clouds , and river’s left stone .

And if i loved worlds I’ll decide to stay alone
And if i loved a hundred I’ll decide stay alone
And if i be , I’ll decide to be , that’s the only way to find me , all along.

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By Zaki Monzer

tragedy and hope , beauty and pain

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