Guest Post by Aya Nehme

This week, I’m keeping it all in the family, and hosting the post of my cousin. I have been always impressed by cousin’s poetry and today I will share one of her poems with you. She’s new on WordPress, so I would appreciate it if you hit the like and follow buttons to support her.

Summer Stories

They say every summer has a story
But never have they witness other than its yellow and blue
Neither its heat nor its long days
But I yesterday have witnessed the court and jury

Summertime fantasies and wild July
Which I thought will stay forever
To realize that September luck is no myth
Soon summer ends as I cry

Too many jaw drops
Too many disappointments
Too many endings
Too many pauses and stops

For me I only found hope in him
And had faith because of him
He stayed in my life with all the mess
But lastly he have gone back to being him

Insecure I feel
And all human kind seems to scare me now
For he wants what he desires
Even if his desires are on man’s account

I can’t have him
And I desire him or nothing at all
I am human, I am selfish
I run away from him

I can’t live with you
But I can’t live without you
But summer has ended
And we are a mess
Now it’s time to either let go of life or let go of me
So I let you to decide
For I cannot pressure you to stay when in us you have no clue

Sorry I feel for us
And tears I cry for our happy promises
I cannot but not love you
But in us I no longer trust

They say every summer has a story
But it’s no story when it’s a happy ending
It’s no story without the flashbacks
Flashbacks of hot nights, yellow sun, blue ocean, red roses, loud noise…
And love.
Mine ended with heat and endless nights
Still, I remember its glory

But will always remember that back to earth I shall come
And in reality I shall live

Bio: Lebanese by birth who dreams big. I'm highly inspired by a relative “Margaret Benison”; currently majoring Interior Design and minoring in Advertising; living in a mixture of ART and REALITY; party animal; has been in love with the same person for eight years; an amateur poet; an artist. A person who have been through not a lot but quite some ups and downs, luckily managed to overcome the obstacles and continue the life I started. 
Blog address: www.ayanehme.wordpress.com

2 thoughts on “Guest Post by Aya Nehme”

Reblogged this on AYA NEHME and commented:
In times of loneliness where we have nobody to talk to we often write what we feel, some of us just write random words, some write poems, some write stories and so on… I wrote this poem in the beginning of fall, and as much as it looks like an amateur poem as much as it describes my thoughts back then when I started writing it. I was locked out of my apartment and waiting for someone to come and open the door for me. During my waiting I felt furious and so did my inner thoughts and I ended up with this poem. After months, my cousin was visiting me and she read it and posted it on her blog for some motivation and encouragement. I guess it worked, I’m looking forward for posting more of my personal drafts now.