Ndim Muhanad
My Own Lies..
Yesterday morning,
Started as any other day,
My sun has shined and my lil clock just rang..
I picked up my small mirror..
Started as any other day,
My sun has shined and my lil clock just rang..
I picked up my small mirror..
To see,
a mad writer who lives on his own words..
I write fictions,
I write poems,
And, I write lives of my stories' characters..
I write fictions,
I write poems,
And, I write lives of my stories' characters..
Moving my white curtain a lil..
To make up with my sun rays..
So sweet and deep..
It was,
Just like my own writings..
I stood a lil..
to looked for my small note book..
Then,
I went to set on my old wooden chair..
to write..
to imagine..
to find an inspiration..
But this morning,
I went to set on my old wooden chair..
to write..
to imagine..
to find an inspiration..
But this morning,
was just a lil bit different,
Coz,
I just couldn't do anything..
I just couldn't do anything..
I just couldn’t think of anything..
So, I started to ask..
Am I getting too old?
Am I getting too old?
Am I dreaming?
Am I living in a story of my own?
No, I’m not..
No, I’m not..
But,
I just figured it out..
I just ran out of inspiration..
I just don’t know what to write about..
I just ran out of inspiration..
I just don’t know what to write about..
So,
I will just write lies..
I will write every dream that I had..
Every moment that lived..
I will write about my fears..
Everyone of my old friends..
Every thing that I thought of..
And,
About every girl that I have ever met..
But,
I will just write lies..
I will write every dream that I had..
Every moment that lived..
I will write about my fears..
Everyone of my old friends..
Every thing that I thought of..
And,
About every girl that I have ever met..
But,
I just realized,
I just cant do that anymore..
Bcoz..
I used to be a write..
I used to be a dreamer..
But now,
I will keep chasing my own sun..
coz,
I just cant do that anymore..
Bcoz..
I used to be a write..
I used to be a dreamer..
But now,
I will keep chasing my own sun..
coz,
It turns out to be that..
I'm just a mad man..
M.
I'm just a mad man..
M.
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