I am Happy She Forgot me:
This is a truth, believe me, I am happy she forgot me.
Love is dead now, I am happy she forgot me.
My glooming, my sadness is just because of the changing of weather.
Don't ask how I am, I am just happy to know that she forgot me.
Don't alert on my disposition, don't look into my eyes,
Don't see me with surprise, I am happy that she forgot me.
Why are you afraid, why don't you come to me?
O fairies of my sleep believe me, I am happy that she forgot me.
Why do you come to me with open arms
O her memories I am happy that she ignored me, she forgot me.
Sadness is now throughout my house.
Write on the walls that I AM HAPPY TO FORGET HER.
Following is the response to the above CRY!
“HAS HE EVER REMEMBERED ME TO NOW FORGET?”
He promised that he will never forget her,
and now, he is happy to forget her.
And she........ah! She..........between the first promise with tears and the second said happiness of leave, she is just a toy between forgetfulness hands,,,,,,,,a toy in limbo!
In the night, the pride sleeps and the longing wakes up alone devouring her
and the heart writes the same daily story........with the ink of tears
that now she wants to go in long trave,l,,,,,,but
but,,,,,,,,,,anyone knows where can she find the way to a place in which her heart is not following her!
The gossiping ladies' whisper echoes in her ear
their sarcastic laughs says "hurray, at last he forgot her"
She helplessly bows her head and her silent tear wonderingly wails "has he ever remembered me to now forget?”
I write the first of the above two poems.
The other one is the reply sent to me from a friend of mine from Egypt.
Comments
Yes you are right Rose, nice literature is read again and again.
Thanks for liking it once again.
Hello Mishaikh,
I think I had already once read YOUR poem. If I correctly remember, you had posted it. Do I remember right, don't I?
I like it because it's your art of writing a poem.
The second of the poems, written by your friend, I don't see as a poem. It's more like a monologue. But it's nicely written.
Yes, it seems so rys. Thanks.
LOL...she might have forgotten you, but most evidently she remains a vivid and burning memory in your mind.
Wooooo
They will never come up
in their entire life
what is good
to be remembered
or to be forgotten!
Thank MA for liking poems.
Mishaik great work just a fun
Great poem!
She forgot you but I have a Doubt why she forgot you You must be teasing her
In Case result must be declare this situation
Thanks Pepe for pointing the error out.
It has been corrected accordingly.