37. EMPTY

Like a red rose,

I stood out in the crowd.

And like a rose, 

I was beautiful.

Like a rose, 

I beckoned.

Like a rose, 

I was loved.

Like a rose in full bloom, 

I was alluring.

Like a red red rose, 

I was mysterious.

But like a single rose, 

I was lonely.

And especially so, 

because you weren't there.

And in the midst 

of the fireworks 

and noisy parade,

Doha was cold, 

lonely and empty for me.

Cold.....

Lonely.....

and 

Empty.....

Because

you weren't there.......

- M@t@Maya (© 19-12-2010)