THE TIGRIS' BLOG
on the road OF BASRA
TOGETHER
Her Blue faded eyes
Staring at the horizon
Sky and sea inside
In the middle of
The desert I see your eyes -
Basra Here I am .
Home sickness I have
I’m grieved I ache for you -
Love ache never stops
Le secret -
Au creux de mon coeur
Un secret abyssal dort
Encore pour toujours
The secret
In small of my heart
Unfathomed secret sleeps
Still and for ever
A Pain of love
Is to look at him without be able to touch him
It is dreaming the night without existing
It is a novel that we have read already
It is a sun that will not heat again.
A pain of love
It’s when you see that another
Took your place in his heart
It is an empty church where in silence you cry
It’s a question in knowing always the answer
It is to fight even if sometimes you give up.