I pledge to you...
When I heal...
I will erase all my poems...
I will tear up the notebooks and papers...
And I will never write again...
With my pen...
Only...
The heart will...
Begin the journey of my path...
With words and whispers...
From the mouth of my longing heart...
With my voice...
Not the voice of my pen...
So that you may feel me...
And touch my imagination...
And my heart...
Which sees no one...
And feels no one...
Except you...
You, who were...
The beginning of my journey...
In passionate love...
Since that encounter...
Between the depths...
Of the specters...
And the souls...
And this is my oath...
From now on...
My pen will no longer speak to you...
Instead...
I will share with you...
My tongue...
In my whispers...
In every dream...
Good morning...
Hazem Al ...
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 2:54 AM UTC
I pledge to you...
When I heal...
I will erase all my poems...
I will tear up the notebooks and papers...
And I will never write again...
With my pen...
Only...
The heart will...
Begin the journey of my path...
With words and whispers...
From the mouth of my longing heart...
With my voice...
Not the voice of my pen...
So that you may feel me...
And touch my imagination...
And my heart...
Which sees no one...
And feels no one...
Except you...
You, who were...
The beginning of my journey...
In passionate love...
Since that encounter...
Between the depths...
Of the specters...
And the souls...
And this is my oath...
From now on...
My pen will no longer speak to you...
Instead...
I will share with you...
My tongue...
In my whispers...
In every dream...
Good morning...
Hazem Al ...
