A lovely poem


They said there are five stages of grief
So here is to hiding in denial, a river in my
homeland
And here is my angry letter, in a crazy
moment I sent
Here is my bargaining poem
And my writer’s block depression
And here is me accepting it but I am still in
remission
They said wishes and prayers are powerful
tools
So I wished upon a shooting star for you to
stay safe,
And I prayed in the rain for you to never hurt
again,
I wished on all the mystical dates for your
heart to find peace,
And prayed for your return but all were
wasted years
So I said to hell with it all, the grieving and
the art, the wishing and praying
Here is my anger and my broken heart
Naked, displayed for the whole world to see
I summed up all the cruelty and wrote down
my spell
Then once upon a time, you came late at
night
You said you saw it all and my prayers have
been right
But darling don’t you see, I never meant you
harm
I prayed for months and weeks, for you to
stay well
Then just this one day, I wished you’d feel
my hell
If just this one prayer has actually been
heard
Then who am I to tell, that the rest wasn’t
as well
So here is for the golden memories and for
my sweet paperman
My prayers were not wasted and I will pray
for you some more
May your soul find peace and the stars light
your way home
May you find it in your heart to someday
forget it all
May kindness overwhelm you and love
overflows
’cause darling, if your love was a grain of
sand
Mine would be a universe of endless
beaches.

Prayer, Passant A. AbdelAal

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