You need me the most
And I've lost it all for you
I cried on your shrine
And you were so cruel to leave
On such lovely October nights
Where leaves fall and rain shedder
How can you be mean to someone like me ?
I'm the kindest in this town
And I'm the best for you somehow
Ages or resumption won't heal me
Years of leaving won't let you feel me
I can see you look happy, yet it kills me
How can your face make these expressions
For anyone else but me ?
How can you sleep nights under others ...
The same way you slept with my soul..
How can it be ever the same to listen to me..
Without hearing the crack in my tone ..
All my friends hate you now , but not me ..
Because I'm no longer a friend of my own ..
I can be scared and angry ..
But i can never hate you ..
For what you did to me..
I peeled you off darkness..
Just to be thrown into the abyss..
I scratched my skin to heal your scars..
And you crashed all of my stars ..
I hate it when you laugh ..
I hate it when you smile ..
But i mostly hate it ..
When you are not mine.
كيفَ لكَ أن تنسىٰ الذيِ خلقَ من الدمِ
لكَ نبيــذَا
وتنسىٰ الحُبَ حتىٰ لو ألمكَ قليلاَ
عينيكَ تغدرُ بِي كل مرةٍ تنظرُ لهـَا
كمَا نظرتَ لِي تلكَ المرةَ
هل عساكَ تنسىٰ كل ليلةٍ غنينـَا فيهَا ؟
ماذَا أفعلُ الأن بتلكَ القصائدِ ؟
وإسمُ الحبيبِ مدونٌ فيـهَا
عسايَ أنساكَ لو أحببتُ مجـددًا
لكنَ هذا القلبَ لحمٌ ودمّ
ليسَ حديدًا وصُلب
حُروبٌ تُقـامُ بعقلكَ
كنتُ من يخمدُ غضبهَا
وذاكَ ليسَ منًّا منِي بالفضلِ
فكُل الفضلِ كانَ لا شيئ بنظركَ
حين أخطئتُ مرةً، وتبعتَ هواكَ فيِ الغدرِ..
أنىٰ لكَ أن تنسىٰ الرمانَ الذِي بصحنكَ مزقتهُ..
فإشتهيتَ قلبِي بعدهُ فأخرجتهُ..
وشئتَ روحِي بعدهَا فوهبتهَا..
كنتُ أهبُكَ دون أخذٍ..
أذاكَ جزاءُ الحسنةِ يا خليل..؟
All of yours scars has now healed
Only those that have your footages
Your electric blue eyes
Your white pearly smile
And your fragrance of dull heart
You ate my soul with a kiss
And scattered my poems on the trail
Even my literature has no meaning
If it wasn't for you ..
Then for who should it be , my dear ?
