I want to reach out
I want to help myself
But there is so much
That I feel helpless

Pious old man
Reading the Quran
Always watching skies
For non existing storms

His daughter, my aunt
Silent like a pond
Longing for her child
Sitting next to her

Her husband, a martyr
Captured in a frame
But surely his soul
Floats somewhere around

Their daughter, a mum
Peaceful like a dove
A physician in love
With some plants and seeds

Her daughter, a child
Curly nasty hair
Annoying as hell
Innocent as dawn

Her son, a school boy
Hungry like a crowd
Surrounded by books
Distracted by clouds


And me.
                   *(doing poetry)

Here i am again feeling alone
I need someone to talk to
But i think they are too busy
So it’s just me and this note app
Suddenly i just feel down
Or maybe i’m still drowning
To the hurtful feelings from the past
Or maybe i just need someone to be with me
I want to share all my plans
I want to share all of my small achievements
I want to travel with someone
I want to take pictures of someone
Someone that will know my worth
Someone that will make me feel happy again
Someone that will always remember me
Someone that will always be there