Your eyes in the middle of the night

I cannot sleep,
i cry,i began to cry
without knowing the reason.
I felt my heart beating aloud,
shouting for something in the middle of the night.
I felt the joy of the world
about a man´s death...
and I don´t know why,
thinking the reason,
i though in you.
I asked myself,
if he goes there,if he fights again,
i really could lose him,
lose him?Asked my alter ego then
Yes,lose him but i can´t really understand my fear.
I wanna meet you in my birthday,
hear from your lips my name...or at least
looking my soul inside your eyes in the middle of the night.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
After watching the death of Osama Bin Laden

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Comments (2)

Yankee4you
really a universal feeling...and a sensitive write...I'm reminded of the following quote: 'Tonight is a night for sober and mature reflection, not glee. Mindless celebration is both spiritually inappropriate and politically naive.' - Marianne Williamson
VampMikaela
Thanx sir...i´m glad to read that someone else read my poem,there´s another poem that i wrote
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