The storm / Poem by Hana Shishiny

Poem by Hana Shishiny

The storm

I heard the howling of winds

The storm is getting near

Slapping windows, in a night  so blind

Stumbling moon, hiding part with fear…

.

I smell the aroma of the dinner

Cooked with love, you always wanted to prepare

For a dear one. That should be your lover..

Filling your lonelyness, as i wished to dare..

.

I hear trough distance

Your favorit music that plays

And.. Your encercling arms

Holding her. And dance….

.

The storm is howling in my heart

How many dreams,

i lived

And then threw to the wind..

How many nights i lived

With mute screams…

.

How many pages we turn

And start again

How many wounds

We dug a knife deep in

We cry.. And we heal..

How many loving moments, we learned to steal….

.

The storm is all around

The moon stumbled and hides

The night is longer than i expect

Another dawn.. Another season..?

May  be in another  life to abide…

.

By Hana Shishiny

September 2020

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