Lovelorn journey...

Do not come to my headstone Shedding tears Because my love... I am not there I never went to sleep I am the billion shinning Stars in the sky Phosphorescence in your sea The impetuous rising swift At day break... Whirling seagulls On top of your head Immature grain seed A sweetly shinning star At night/ The smiling Moon Do not come to my headstone Shedding tears I am the rhythm of the Moving grass/ Dance of the Wriggling branches Our words are still Echoing We heard them many times They have spoken... In our hearts The warmest memories Annihilates our sorrow Do not come to my headstone Shedding tears I am not there; I didn’t die! Gunsel Djemal 10/6/2009 Bromley Road- London