In Another World
In another world
In another world ,would i be the same?
why cant i live in my illusional paradise
and invent my own world with a painted shelter?
with a grass so green and roses that glow
with a mother's heart so pure like a mountainfall
with innocent little toes that creep and crawl
and you ,my dearest one embracing our suspicious hearts
always there ,,like that english oak
why we cant stay over those shining lands
inhaling sun rays and hiding those ugly sores?
our roads could cross just as our wishes and dreams
and the cloudy skies numbing our silence are no always there
cant we leave on dawn with soft tears drenching our glances
with no goodbye to say and a thousand words crowded ?
like i have always dreamt with my face toughly smiling
in another world would i stay the same ?
with a full moon gleaming and a sky full of stars
with a fresh smooth air my long hair cuddling ?
how sweet life could be ,how hugely sweet is untasted?
crushed in to tunnels and sent for the very few
but i could still draw a million paintings of love and us
no power would ever crush them whole
i could cover my wide eyes,their insanity entomb
and leave with a silent heart to the world of none
Copyright © Dima Najjar | Year Posted 2015
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