The Lily
poem by:
Taha Hassan
Written
on Oct 24, 2017
The Lily: I found it swaying, happily among, Its stranger friends, with me laughing along. I hadn’t a clue, how crucial it’d be, To my sanity, love, knowledge and glee. We spent nights and days, talking endlessly, Of sorrow, thoughts, books, future, reality, So close we were but, we never knew why. A sibling? Lover? Friend? Parabatai? We dreamt of living, together and free, Of doing everything, that we couldn’t complete. But Alas! Life came, and tore us apart, Made us, not one, but two hearts. Never feeling the fact, I carried on. Never knowing me full, it carried on. I was never able, to show till now How much I loved it, does it matter now? It has its own life. I have my own drifts. Though filled with worries, it still has few gifts. The memories of old, the happiness of past, The longing for my soul, the beating of my heart. -By Taha
Tags: Happy, Sad, Love, Beat, Metaphor, Hope, Wishful, Deep,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 1:45pm
Sad words........good poem...
Taha Hassan
commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 5:01pm
It's something really close to my heart Frank. Thank you. -T
Christopher Russon
commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 5:59pm
Lovely worded poem.looking forward to reading more of your work.
Cecilia Crasto
commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 10:09pm
You are gifted, as shown in this very beautifully expressed poem, I thoroughly enjoyed it especially the last two lines~keep writing and sharing Taha.
Taha Hassan
commented on Oct 25, 2017 at 2:56am
Thank you so much Cecilia and Christopher. Much loved response. Will write again as soon as I get inspiration. -T
Lily Waites
commented on Nov 01, 2017 at 6:40am
This was enchanting. Whoever this "Lily" is, not me of course, I hope they
are happy.
