Asmaa And Cherif

Asmaa and Cherif, once entwined, now drift away,

Consumed by personal struggles, no light to sway.

Their love, once ablaze, now flickers and wanes,

Distance grows wider, inflicting deep pains.

In the depths of their hearts, turmoil resides,

Weighing them down, sorrow as their guide.

Life's battles consume them, their spirits torn,

Each lost in their struggles, feeling forlorn.

Asmaa, burdened by dreams she can't fulfill,

Haunted by aspirations encased in still.

Cherif, overwhelmed by his own inner fight,

Drowning in darkness, searching for the light.

Their paths diverge, like rivers in different plains,

As personal battles become silent refrains.

Communication falters, understanding loses its grip,

They fall into the abyss, unable to regain their grip.

Time slips away, like sand through their fingers,

The bond they once shared slowly withers and lingers.

Consumed by their own demons, they drift apart,

Locked in their own worlds, disconnected heart to heart.

But hope lingers still, like a beacon in a storm,

Love's eternal flame can weather any form.

Asmaa and Cherif, if only they would see,

Their struggles, once united, can set them free.

In sharing their burdens, confiding their fears,

They may find solace, have strength to persevere.

For love, when nurtured, can heal the deepest divide,

Guiding them back, and walking side by side.

So let their paths converge, their struggles entwined,

Finding solace in each other, gently realigned.

Asmaa and Cherif, united in their personal plight,

Their love rekindled, shining through the darkest night.