June 22, 2006
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It has been so long...
Lady in red.. So long..
She was there.. She's So young..
She was there.. Staring no where..
Waiting someone.. So long lady so long..
Pearls on the rosy cheeks.. !!
Something wrong?
She was there.. Always there..
Look at the birds.. Look at the sun..
Look at here.. when she ran..
And no one.. No one there....
look in her eyes..
Someone there.. does he care?!!...
What if he knew.. How much the scare...
What if he knew.. New names of her..
What if he knew.. The gold in the hair..
The smell of the air...
When she pass.. going no where..
He should care baby.. He should care..
As no more... Stories..
No more legends like her.....
In a little town of her.. Every body care..
Every body share..
The stories of lady in red...
The eyes.. the walk.. The legend..
Of lady in red..
But never knew.. If someone there..
And who's she waiting.. Who's she giving..
Who's the story of lady in red..
It has been so long...
Young lady in red...
So long...
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Tarek Haddad
Damascus, Syria
Thursday, June 22, 2006 11:25:15 AM
3 comments:
I read it more than 3 times, with the music you attached to your profile, and I was taked to another land, the land of the Lady in Red, and I want to leave a message to the LAdy in Red from a Lady who felt her self in the words which had been written by you my dear friend....
It was heavy rain, he stood under it, but he couldn't soak one drop, he got sad, he tried to cry...painful he was dry.
Reem
Hi Tarek
Thanks for the lovely POEMS. They are gorgeous. It made my tears run down.
Please keep on.
Cheers
Caroline
I read your blog, it contains wonderful poems, I read them again in the weekend but with a glass of wine .. keep on .. successful
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