I’m a falling leaf from your tree
In the middle of the forest and free
I am under the spell of your program
By the river of the broken dam
I am the desert of your eyes
The desert of your eyes
Like the tribes of Marab scatter'd
In the land of the Queen of Sheba
Floating on the water of no return
Away from a dike like a wounding tern
I am the desert of your eyes
The desert of your eyes
I am the river that misses its reverse
Your valley floor I traverse
I just stuck somewhere under your past
Just like a social outcast
I am the desert of your eyes
The desert of your eyes
I am there waiting for your flood to come
And drift me to the unknown
The one you keep away from
Desperately on my own
To your eyes, I am the desert in years
Longing for your rain that never come
Only the morning dew of my tears
Keeps resisting the thirst of the scorching sun
I am the desert of your eyes
The desert of your eyes
I am every pain you create in my bone
A pet you throw out of your home
For food roaming in the woods
Wandering in ancient neighbourhoods
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This is absolutely beautiful. And you are so right sometimes we do see things the way they are not suppose to be - or the way we want to see them. Touche'
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Samantha68
Every one has an exceptional way to do things.
The more we live the more we learn.
I’ve had hammers on my head with heavy blows,
but still I’m not willing to give up.
Thank you!
I appreciate your comment!
Take care!
Scarzat
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Wonderful Poem
Hello Scarzat. You always pen such heartfelt poems. This was full of love and longing for someone you miss. It is hard when we can not be with those we love. Very nice poem!!! You take care, Sandy
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Thanx!
Sandy!
Well, we chose who falls in love with us.
Sometime we see things not the way it is supposed to be.
I always enjoy hearing from you.
Wish you a wonderful weekend down there.
Take care!
Scarzat
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wow this's sweet n light a pleasant to read
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You are welcome!
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This is absolutely awesome, the metaphores, imagery you painted with your pain, the choice of powerful words that convey the great meanings and powerful ones. the historical choice of Maareb, the damn, Land of Queen Sheeba.
wow, wow and wow.
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Hey scarzcat, I enjoyed this poem. It flowed nicely and allowed me sufficient time between stanzas to contemplate this awful feeling of having someone you love leave. I thought that this might work as lyrics too, especially with the repeating stanza:
"Yes love is gone yes is gone
Yes love is gone yes is gone"
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This was a very powerful poem which had an exotic tone in places. I liked your rhyme here; this poem had quite a songlike feel to it. This was a very sad poem of heartbreak. Keep writing, I liked the repetition here.
Thanks for your comment
All the best
Pozo
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Aww. Thiz iz really nice. I like it.
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