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 A radiant round love Surrounding humanity Clear blurred zones Of stars obscured by sunset. Make a shrine of peace In some golden space I sh... [read more] |
 PAPA'S LINES O death: Lay thy cold hands on me. Enough have I lived, Enough have I seen. In crowds I have been, detached and unseen, So wha... [read more] |
 [] سـّـر الكلمه,,, كــــــــــــــــــــــن كن, كاف, كمال , و حضره الكون فيها ت كــن أنتن و نحن و النبال يكون ما تكن و كنينه ا... [read more] |
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We met online, Our friendship grew, Who we were, We never knew. We parted and met, Not once but many times, We met and then parted, It was a... [read more] |
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Once more as I recalled those tear-filled eyes, Once more did my heart heave a deep sigh, Once more did I think of the Last Day, Whenever I... [read more] |
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The wind keeps humming, Like an oft-repeated tune, On a fed-up traveller's lips. It is gray all around; In this drudgery of routine. Waves c... [read more] |
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The sun cloaks in gold cream, The beauty surrounding, The heart finds no pleasure, When loved ones are missing. The sweetness of Nature, Is... [read more] |
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"Barefoot in the Park"; "Dancer in the dark"; What all strange titles the movie men offer! How can we be amused when agonies afflict us, How... [read more] |
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Lord Allah, O my good Lord, I am so much thankful to You; For everything good and bountiful, Bestowed on me by You. I seek Your blessed pard... [read more] |
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You are... too beautiful, So simple yet so charming, Your voice is so ethereal, That nightingales gather, To hear you, singing. When the sou... [read more] |
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O Great God Allah! Everything is yours, You are the Lord, No one interferes. Yours are the treasures, Hidden and open, You distribute them,... [read more] |
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O Lord God, Our Creator, Our nourisher and cherisher, You created us all out of clay, Adam's children all, and we pray: Guide us all on the... [read more] |
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The flowers did not bloom, The lovers did not meet, The tavern remained closed, No drink was ever offered, The nightingales didn't croon...... [read more] |
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Dirge in the air, Spring was like a song; Nothing, without you. Some part of me gone with the soul... It is all there in the mind, A treasur... [read more] |
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Night, at times, hoots like an owl, Perched upon a hidden tree; Only its doleful voice is heard, Like a signal from a stealthy thief. Night... [read more] |