By: Ahmed Al-Sheikh
I no longer know…
Should I wait for your shadow in the wind of absence,
Or bury my heart in the bosom of oblivion?
I began to spell out silence,
And stumble over my old words,
As if I were a stranger to myself.
I move on…
I carry my truth like an indelible tattoo,
and live each moment as if it were the last of me.
