A friend in Art

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A friend in Art...

The time you left your room

I stare at the empty bed

As I lay down in the emptiness

My feelings echoes cross the empty room

Tears run down unexpectedly

Will I be lonely?

Can you still be there for me?

Can I still lend my shoulder for you?

Will you still share to me your funny stories?

How can I blame you my friend?

When my heart is just as fragile

To say I know what you have felt

Or to say I saw it like what you saw through your eyes

But tell me how to stop me from blaming myself?

For not being a reason for you to stay

But then when fate has set its foot on earth

I don’t want to be the person to defy His Knowledge

I remember the time we say to each other

“Will you be my friend, my very best friend?”

I couldn’t remember who says it first

But it comes from our heart, both of our hearts

As we put our arms around each other

Our tears become the only witness

Where in this court of law

That friendship can be ruin because of distance?

As words of art become the string that bonds us

And Allah becomes the Watchful Observer

How can I astray from this beautiful friendship?

The most unique one I ever had

To be able to express myself in such a way

Not many would and want to understand

This desire to create beauty

Using emotions and using vocabularies

A desire rooted from the passion to love

And the ability to let emotions takes form

To exaggerate feelings in an artistic way

And to nourished this gift from Allah

In the safety of my own action

My friend in Art

We are never far away in form

We are never far away by heart

But we rarely see to greet each other like we use to

Because of time, because of work...

But this moment of art

Is the moment that lasted long enough

For you to know that I care

For me to know that you care

For us to know that we care and understand each other

Maybe not as close as they think

Maybe not as far away as they think too

Nevertheless

I’m glad that I have...

A friend in Art