By : Aliaa Fathy
Yesterday they were with us, and today they’re gone and left us.
They no longer exist among us except in memories.
We pass by their homes and remember happy days and times we spent together, which have now become memories.
Such is life, fleeting and we are all fleeting. We are all travelers.
O God, grant us a good ending. Memories, How beautiful and cruel they are at the same time? We live with them and because of them.
We remember them and smile and laugh from our hearts. But loneliness pains us. Longing for our closest people, family and loved ones, pains us.
Loss pains us.. Loss of love, affection, warmth, generosity, and purity.
Loss of innocent, pure days.
The places and homes remain, but they become completely different. They are no longer as vibrant as they once were.
They have become desolate filled with alienation, soulless and lifeless as if they are mourning .
The absence of its people, and life and vitality are rejected after them.
, so it becomes a gloomy desert.
