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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Love stories / Romance
- Subject: Memory / Reminiscence
- Published: 03/19/2014
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To "R" With apologies
Can I grab the long-awaited dream? What is this fate that took me back to my beautiful and innocent childhood years, which were a mixture of joy and sorrow? I do not know what's going on around me.
I interpret events as my certainly deficient vision.
I figured wrong often, Long years have elapsed from when I woke up from this beautiful dream and was emigrated from it, irreversible. Sometimes I wish I could dream again, even for one-time only, Only once.
I could not restrain my feelings, even during that dream, that returned from new. The girl who invited herself in my dreams, for decades comes to visit me and did not say anything. We both stared at the face of the other, But I saw many question marks on her face, and a semi-shy smile mixed with sadness.
I could not believe I stood in front of a mountain of memories that can not be described.
Memories passed quickly and abbreviated the time and place
long years with nights and days, Joys and sorrows
Beautiful baby face, innocence be ashamed to look directly.
Her eyes are rotating around the place, Like someone lost something and was trying to look for it. Her gaze was aching my heart that began playing an odd melody.
Maybe she was trying to interpret what happened,
or perhaps paint with her broad imagination and childhood fantasy a bright future.
Oh, if the time would go back again, and I wished also, then I would tell her all the stories that I read, all the poems that I preserved, and announce the pent-up feelings mixed with all the pains of the past. Does the past come back again? Certainly nothing is impossible.
When I spoke with her, I realized that the impossible has become reality and not a dream or a fantasy. All stories and poems that I have saved suddenly fled, But I'm sure that sincere feelings are not necessarily poems and tales. Perhaps a few words are enough to awaken the great beast. I was awakened from a dream that as long as I wished to continue, Took me to a realistic dream. Her voice was close to my heart, Despite all the distance that separates us. She awakened the child who has been asleep for many years. I wished to go back to the past again, To talk with her about many things. Things became ash, I restored some pages of my life, that I was missing, and I found them.
Lost dreams(Hazim Alhilaly)
To "R" With apologies
Can I grab the long-awaited dream? What is this fate that took me back to my beautiful and innocent childhood years, which were a mixture of joy and sorrow? I do not know what's going on around me.
I interpret events as my certainly deficient vision.
I figured wrong often, Long years have elapsed from when I woke up from this beautiful dream and was emigrated from it, irreversible. Sometimes I wish I could dream again, even for one-time only, Only once.
I could not restrain my feelings, even during that dream, that returned from new. The girl who invited herself in my dreams, for decades comes to visit me and did not say anything. We both stared at the face of the other, But I saw many question marks on her face, and a semi-shy smile mixed with sadness.
I could not believe I stood in front of a mountain of memories that can not be described.
Memories passed quickly and abbreviated the time and place
long years with nights and days, Joys and sorrows
Beautiful baby face, innocence be ashamed to look directly.
Her eyes are rotating around the place, Like someone lost something and was trying to look for it. Her gaze was aching my heart that began playing an odd melody.
Maybe she was trying to interpret what happened,
or perhaps paint with her broad imagination and childhood fantasy a bright future.
Oh, if the time would go back again, and I wished also, then I would tell her all the stories that I read, all the poems that I preserved, and announce the pent-up feelings mixed with all the pains of the past. Does the past come back again? Certainly nothing is impossible.
When I spoke with her, I realized that the impossible has become reality and not a dream or a fantasy. All stories and poems that I have saved suddenly fled, But I'm sure that sincere feelings are not necessarily poems and tales. Perhaps a few words are enough to awaken the great beast. I was awakened from a dream that as long as I wished to continue, Took me to a realistic dream. Her voice was close to my heart, Despite all the distance that separates us. She awakened the child who has been asleep for many years. I wished to go back to the past again, To talk with her about many things. Things became ash, I restored some pages of my life, that I was missing, and I found them.
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