Here I come again
Here I come again
Standing under the rain
Hear each drop and taste
Remember my sins and waste
Feeling drops go through my heart
Revive once a dead part
Listen to each drop tale
Read history on each hail
Written with cold hand
With a map of a holy land
Where all yearn to go
Though we all know
That our day is soon
On the last beam of our living moon
Saturday 10/7/`1999
9:54pm
Copyright © Mohamed Omar | Year Posted 2025
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