Strangely Familiar

By Salman Tamimi

Strange is my heart

Tat bonds with strangers

As if it'll never part.

Strange are my desires

Wherein you dwell

Flickering like a flame of fre.

Strange is the day

Tat has no sunlight

When you are away.

Strange are my talks

Tat I rehearse telling you

Speaking in my thoughts.

Strange is your smile

Tat never reveals

Teir intention behind.

Strange do I fnd

Tat you never realize

You are the reason of my rhymes.

And how strange is the time

Tat is making us strangers

For the rest of our lives.

By Salman Tamimi