I came across a familiar street

I saw the lights not lighting as they once did

It was empty,

Without a hand,

Waving, welcoming, or even greeting

I almost felt,

I was lost,

Didn’t the trees recognise me?

Didn’t the doors?

Feel my hands,

Or the walls hear my feet?

Didn’t the air?

Feel I was there,

As I once breathed,

Isn’t this the place?

Where I once lived,

Isn’t this the place of me as a kid,

I looked at,

An old scar that I left,

On the tree upon the past years,

Didn’t the walls feel my hands?

As I touched them,

Or have I changed?

Didn’t they recognise my voice?

As they heard me once, laughed and shouted,

I saw a broken light and heart,

Both broke as they waited,

For what was there,

For what was missed,

Both turned off as the darkness did,

I came across a familiar street,

I felt I knew it,

And that was indeed,

It was the place,

Where I once lived,

Did it miss me as I really did?

For all these years,

Please hold on,

I wish we can all stay as kids.

Where we can heal,

From this world,

Where we do not grow up as we did,

To wake up in,

The early mornings,

To hurry and hug our parents,

To hide and seek,

From our age,

To stay kids even if we haven’t wanted,

I came across a broken picture,

I felt it was wetted as my eyes did,

I saw everyone I once knew,

Everything was just celebrating.

I saw myself,

I probably was two,

And I felt I could remember it,

I closed my eyes,

For a little bit,

I felt the lights on my eyes flashing,

I felt a hand,

On my shoulder,

I felt that I have known it,

Was it my grandpa or my uncle?

Was it someone who lifted,

With his soul, away from us,

Someone who was in that picture and was really missed,

I opened my eyes,

I couldn’t see,

Anything except for a little kid,

Who lost his way,

Wanted to get back home,

I felt the reflection of me in his eyes which were wetted,

I think we both,

Lost our home,

One in the present and the other in a time missed.

Between the present and the past,

It’s a videotape,

I wish it could be always replayed,

I wish it had never ended.

To the fallen trees,

To the walls and streets,

To the doors and my little dog,

About you I did not forget - I really did not.

I wish I could bring everything,

Back into what it was before it went.

I came across a familiar street

I saw the lights not lighting as they once did

It was empty,

It was so cold,

Missing all the sounds that once were loud.

I came across a familiar door,

I tried to knock it but nobody responded,

I only heard my voice,

With its echo being vibrated.

I came across a broken light,

It flashed for me once or twice,

It gave me a sign with its light thread,

I think it knew me this time,

It knew that I was here once upon a time.

Is not this the place?

I grew up in,

Is not this the place where I used to laugh and sing,

I really miss.. miss everything..

That was once really everything..

I came across a familiar street,

I saw the lights not lighting as they once did.

Did not anything recognise me?

Did not anything miss me as I really did?

I came across a videotape,

In my mind, it has been replayed,

It almost awakened,

Everything that had been missed,

It awakened that little kid..

I came across a familiar street

I saw the lights not lighting as they once did

It was empty

Without a hand

Waving, welcoming, or even greeting

I almost felt,

I was lost,

Didn’t that street recognise its past little kid?

I came across a familiar street…

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**_By : Noor Safaa._**