In the glass walls of Manhattan’s skyscrapers
In the ceiling of my 1st Avenue apartment
In the faces of everyday random strangers
I see you In the loud cheers of the Knicks fans
In the quiet whisper of couples in Central Park
In the indistinct sounds of casual conversations
In the silence of my lonely room after dark
I hear you In the freezing cold of the night
In the warmth of an unexpected sunny day
In the excitement of mothers with their newborns
In the accidental touch of strangers passing my way
I feel you In the heartache I feel seeing happy couples
In the solitude I feel wandering the neighbourhood
In the only joy I feel when I talk to you late at night
Without you, nothing tastes, sounds or looks as good
I miss you
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I liked this piece of writing a lot. It makes me imagine feeling, hearing and seeing the situations you described.
Rabaa MB
I’m glad you liked my humble writings. Please do come back and keep reading.
This piece is very personal and i like its descriptive feel. Thank you
how u cant read somthing called newyork
i really loved it
mashallah 3lek
i liked all ur blog esp m6ar
it alwyes great to find dr who write & write good like u
hadeil