WHEN YOU ARE GONE
- أنور غني الموسوي

- Oct 20, 2025
- 1 min read
When you're gone, my heart becomes a thirsty desert,
And my memories a broken mirror.
When you're gone, my life withers,
And my face becomes colorless.
When you're gone, my voice becomes as faint as a shadow,
And the garments of my dreams are short.
When you're gone, I know no happiness,
Nor anything about love or poetry.




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