Different People (old poem)

hello helo dear blog since my exam is tomorrow i said let's write some stuff here, i was just checking some really really nice blogs .... won't say the author's, but i knew that i'm still an amateur.

anyway today i was checking culturalworkshop forums the archieves for a certain reason ... maybe i'll tell you about it later but i found my old poem i guess the poem which got best comments from both dr,sa7ar and the forum members ...........

it's called different people, i wrote this poem after i had the idea in my mind for more than half a year but i wasn't capable enough of putting it in the best way on papers, the date goes back to second secondary stage, when i used to take a taxi every day back and fro to the private lessons the point is that, whenever i see a person in the street i used to think about his troubles where is he going .... i used to visualize his state "kont wa7ed fady ba2a"

or even the state of poor people in other way i used to see what's inside not outside.These were the days when i used to spend time with myself and think alot, but for me to write such a poem now it became so hard specially with me being busy all the time, that's why i know i changed so let's take a look at the poem then write some comments.

Different people:

Everyday I pass by various people

Different people different dreams

Different looks different smiles

I can’t describe them for you

Cause I’ll be describing how they look like

And I don’t know what lies deep inside

Maybe a good-looking apple

Doesn’t taste as good as it looks

Everyone has a hope

Everyone has a place to go

Some people smile for you

And others problems

Make them don’t know where they walk

Different people different dreams

Different looks different smiles

Some of them wear really fine clothes

Making them shining like roses

Others don’t care about what they wear

Because their simple face Shows that they’re still there

Different people different dreams

Different looks different smiles

Maybe as I walk across the street

People look at me And say in their mind

One man with a dream

One look with a smile

ok as i remember Dr,sa7ar liked in this poem the way i dealt with people from inside she liked alot the fact that in the end of the poem i reversed the camera to see myself as i said this was the best comments i got on air :D so i'm always proud of that poem some reader's comments

"i love the simplicity u have in ur style its so natural if u know what i mean, it makees every word u say seem so true.. u seem like the type of ppl who like to notice all the tiny details unoticed.. the details we always miss are the details worth a nice good look and that can always turn a bad day into a good one" by wintergreen

and my quote from today always search in your old documents u'll find what makes you happy