By: Ahmed Al-Sheikh
In the vast desert night, I see your stars twinkling as if they were messages from heaven, and with every gust of wind I hear your voice whispering to me. Under the vast sky, we breathe freedom together.
Every star is an unfulfilled dream, and every whisper is a promise to stay. You are the one who lights the way for me in the sand, and I stand here, receiving that light and keeping it in my heart.
In every moment we share, I feel that freedom is not just a word, but rather being together even if distances separate us. Your stars remain bright, your voice always in the wind, and I remain here, breathing our shared freedom.
But at night, when the wound is empty, I find that your stars have slipped away, your voice has faded, and I remain here, breathing our shared freedom, which was nothing but an illusion.
For now you are far away, and the wind scatters the ashes of our love, and I remain here, searching for your stars that have slipped away, and for your voice that has faded, but I find only silence and emptiness.
With all my love and longing,
