Why do you occupy my mind so constantly, keeping me thinking of you at all times?
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In shadows deep where moonlight fades,
My heart, a weary wanderer, wades.
Across the sands of time and woe,
Where tears of longing ceaseless flow.
Your absence, like a piercing knife,
Cuts through the fabric of my life.
Each star a witness to my pain,
In silence, I call your name in vain.
The desert winds, they whisper soft,
Of love that once did lift aloft.
Now lost in dreams, a distant shore,
Where hope and sorrow intertwine once more.
Forever lost, I chase the night,
In endless search for morning light.
Yet in my chest, a hollow space,
Where once resided your embrace.
— Qais ibn al-Mulawwah
Personal Record
August 26, 2024 — 7:17 a.m.