Old Memories

A look at my old memories on the roof They are enough for me as a proof That one day , I was high in the sky of love But I fell down as a wingless dove They are covered by piles of dust I thought that our hearts 'll never rust But things go the other way of our will As fate found nothing better than my soul to kill I still feel every moment of it alway Alone as a sailor shipwrecked castaway Waiting for his rescue ship of love everyday But maybe he shall wait till domesday Maybe he shall wait till domesday By: A. Badr