My experiences with a widest part of the desert in Kuwait nation, are not counted memories that was been planted in the deepest chamber of my heart. Rich in experiences in this place where it binds with dreams, sacrifices, tears, homesick, and sometimes I feel doubt and scaredness.
Heartily I leave my loving family just to go abroad, because of poverty, changes of life pushed me to take adventure in other country. It's not easy for me to leave my family, my husband, our children together our pitty parents and my beloved brothers. But i tried to tackle those hardships which I've felt deep inside my heart just to achieve a beautiful success in all my dreams.
When the time i stay in the desert, sometimes i can't control my feelings emotionally, my tears drops secretly, sobbing the heartbeats of my heart, and my mind very lonely specially when the time I'm alone. Until such time that I realized to write like a poem. I call, it's like a way of poem because I dont have such..
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