the promised poem for على رصيف الأمل

[hicham91]

hi sis
this is the poem i told u about
i hope u like it


Before i learnt how to write, i’ve been taught how to humble
The way my mind works, and my thought’s rumble
My words against people’s feelings… no, I can’t gamble
That’s a big guilty… I can not handle
I'm not that bussy … my words will amble

We may had battle or we played a game
But your condition and others are not the same
I said what I said searching for fun, not seeking the fame
Hope the words made us close, cz ur satisfaction is what I aim

I’ll write one note : ‘my word is my pride’
I’ll say it: your masterpiece above us shall shine and ride
And if that’s wrong, I’ll count it as a fact i would hide
Cause I’ll gain a friend, a teacher, an artist who should be named as poetry bride