When Love Cringes
When Love cringes
At the words uttered
Or written in a text
In a message
Meant to put the finger
On the wound
On the slashed ripped skin
Of the heart
When Love cringes
At the words uttered
Or written in a text
In a message
Meant to put the finger
On the wound
On the slashed ripped skin
Of the heart
They say… They say… They say… They say… They say… They say… They say…
Tired
Of
These
Voices
wish none of it is real
not the separation
nor the sickness
wish it is all a mistake
an error of timing
a lapse of mind
يا ريت بقول لحالي شي يوم
الحياة ماشية ما بتوقف ولا بتنطر
ليش قاعدي بعدك بالهم واللوم
زتي عن كتافاتك هالحمل لي بضر
Sometimes,
it takes a miracle
a timing of sorts,
when a place,
a space
is given
to one
who needs it
most.