Why it Happens?

When we were kids, we used to fight over our parents: Mama, baba are mine!! They are my parents!!

When we grow older, we still fight about them but not for them. We fight to get rid of them: They are your parents!! They are your parents!!

Why it happens???

– aak92

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You weren’t there…

When I woke up on this day

I saw the colors

I heard the laughter

Everything was bright and clear

 

But when I tried to look for you

I couldn’t see you, I couldn’t find you

 

It made me want to scream

To cry until I made a stream

 

Why can’t you be here?

Why can’t I be with you?

Why among these thousand faces

I can’t see yours???

 

It wasn’t the same without you

It wasn’t okay

It wasn’t fine

I wasn’t fine..

 

I put the smile on my face

It fooled the world

But it didn’t trick me

 

The world was colorful

But to me it was colorless

Because you weren’t there to cheer me up…

– aak92

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My first Eid without my father.