Whispers Between the lines

If I could walk through time again, A ghost upon a different stage, I'd see the faces then and when, And skip the next, blank, unseen page. I'd pass the stranger on the street, And turn away from every door, Lest their hello become defeat, And leave me wanting something more. For in their eyes, a future sleeps, A coming hurt, a heavy cost, A vow that's made, a wound that deeps, A love that's found and then is lost. So I'd retreat from every face, From every hand that reaches out, To keep my heart in its safe place, And quiet every lonely doubt. To stand alone, a hollow form, Untouched by joy or bitter strife, And build a shelter from the storm, By never truly living life... Nidal Sati

Don’t ask for love it should arrive, Like morning light that warms the sky If whispered hearts don’t beat your name, No plea can set their soul to flame Don’t beg for loyalty to stay, It walks beside you or it strays away The silent vow, the steady hand, Speak louder than obedience demand Support that waits for you to call, Will never catch your deepest fall The ones who stand without request, Are truly those who love you best So let them go, the ones unsure, Because forced feelings never stay pure For what is real, you'll never chase It finds you first, it knows its place.. Nidal Sati