The pains of separation will uproot you, and throw you into an alien land, not known before.
A land where the screaming winds of the mournful nights, will keep wailing and howling.
The pains of separation will grind your feelings, and turn them into windblown ashes.
The pains of separation will tear your true-self into pieces, and throw these pieces to the birds of prey.
The pains of separation will destroy all the beautiful things in you, and turn you into a deformed, shapeless, freaky creature.
A creature that will be devoured by the frenzied wolves of the dreadful nights.
The pains of separation will keep your soul imprisoned into one of the narrow pits of Hell's caves,
and from one of its narrow pit, your soul is going to cry there forever.
The pains of separation are the Last Breath, that emanates from the chest of a lover,
at the very moment of Separation.
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Samer Amin (
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A fine write Samer.
Thank you so much! I wish you're doing great and enjoying your time.
Samer, death registered in my mind as I deavoured your written words of seperation pains. I could see myself on the bridge, perhaps to cast down myself, not knowing which is east and west; the pain, then imagined some soft music from a distant, so soothing like a lulaby and slowly start to smile, feeling it sink down to my heart, exercising an operation and I could start smiling again , just in imagination
this is emotional, you reminded me I can be taken away by words alone
To be honest, your exceptional poetic and imagery comment, is an amazing mesmerizing music in itself.
It is so deep and reserved for special mentality that is able to grasp its fathomless implications.
I feel so happy and so appreciative for your
elegant pictorial words.
Thank you so much indeed!
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So no hope? Nicely written.
Thank you so much!
The real hope always goes, hand in hand, with the radiant smile of every upcoming dawn, that is able to dispel the dominant spooky mist of the depth of the night.
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