Love IV
 
 
Tho' there was a dawn, an eve,
A night that wanders on,
I breathe the very breath I have held
The night I became undone -
By this I mean, my cold, impassion'd heart,
The walls I'd built from each end's start,
Where I have exiled both hope and love,
Enemies become mine,
I'd thought once-friends, true enough,
But for the times, they did turn their backs upon
I - and so it was, until, a dawn, an eve,
A night that wanders on,
A breath inhaled, when upon,
I met thee.
 
 
 
-by Ahmed Samir