At the Café 1

 

 

This morning I was waiting for you

I waited for awhile and another while

But you never show.

There were some words inside me

And two rose of jasmine with me

I sit alone at the café

Watching the road

Fitshing in my head

For how to say sorry

Waiting you

Cannot hold down that worry

 

In the café I was there

Looking for you to come

I wanted to apologize

Because I didn’t love you more

Because I didn’t talk to you more

Because I kept it as a secret

Because I didn’t have enough honest

So would you accept?

My two jasmine roses

 

This morning I waited for you

Waiting for that shinging smile crossing

The café tables and finding me in the corner

If you just come this morning

If you just know how much I am sorry

The memories came out of my head

Like the smoke of my coffe cup

I said to myself “how sad I am

If she didn’t come “

 

I wanted to say sorry

For being silent everyday with her in the café

For reading the newspeaper before reading her eyes

For being selfish, for being mystrious

For feeling the coffe taste and not feeling honey in her smiles

For listening to my thoughts and not hearing

Her flying hair melodies

For looking at my book and forgetting her eyes beauty

And how simple is the logic of her eyes

How magnificent when they look at you

 

I wanted to say sorry

For thinking that love is To own

To manage ,To control

To show for awhile and hide for awhile

I was wrong

I didn’t know that when you love you couldn’t be strong

Love who only manage

And you are just a sail into his beyond sailing

And when you love you have to take of your proud

And to give him your dairy to write in that period

All what he wanted

You are not the first who crossed the wall and entered

The love kingdom

 

At the café this morning

I wanted to say sorry

But you never show

I asked the waiter

He said that you were here for an hour

Sitting infront of me but I didn’t notice

You came this morning

And I was just looking inside my mind thinking

I didn’t see you around

As always…

And infornt of me there were a note

In it there were two words

“I am leaving “

I looked to the road

And I said

“She will come this morning”

 

At the café I was there waiting for her

 

 


At the café

Yasser Ahmed

22Feb2002

 

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