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الأحد، 18 أغسطس 2019

مع قلبه with his heart

تعالي احدثك عن حبيبك 
وقف ينتظرك ,ونسي ان عمره اصبح بين قوسين 
 كان العالم يسير وهو واقف مشغول بقلبه 
في ليلة كانوا يسيرون ونسي ما هو شأن الليل
الليل للنوم وللسهر لكنه مشغول في شأنك
 قائماً جالسا يفكر في ابتسامتك 
 كأن عمره ليس من  شأنه
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حبيبك على مسافة كلمتين وانت  تزيدين  على المسافة 
الحروف الصغيرة للقصيدة تصبح أكبر حين يقولها بك 
تحين يصف وجهك لا يراك الا قمر حرير منسوج فضي وذهبي 
شعرك الناعم  المخملي    يجعله شارد الذهن 
كل رسالة منه هي جزء من روحه 
كيف ن يعيد كل رسالة غائبة إلى وطنه
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القصيدة تطلب  رضا عقلك ولين إحساس قلبك
العشاق  مع "الجواهر السبع" لا يخونون
حبيبك كما هو ما يزعزعه شيء 
حتى الزمن السيء لم ينسيه حبك 
 يمسح  ندب السحاب ويبكي معها 
يتفرع قلبه وهو يبحث عنك  وانتشرت أغصانه
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عيناك موطني لكل غربة وألم
وصوتك ميناء  وساحل الأمان
على نظرة خجلك يصير اكثر هشاشه والله
هل تنتزع من البحر لذته وموجه ومرجانه
أحبك أكثر مما كنت عليه  فهل حبي  فيك أنت تشك
وكلما كان صوتي  يتعاظم بالنداء اليك
 إنا  اجيء إليك لابرر كلامي 
كلماتي لك كفتات المسك كلها دعوة لك
هل انا اخبرتك عن حبيبك 
لا لم اتكلم بعد

Come tell you about your lover
He stood waiting for you, and forgot that his age is in brackets
  The world was walking while he stood busy with his heart
In the night they were walking and forgot what the night was about
Night to sleep and stay awake, but he is busy with your business
  Standing sitting thinking of your smile
  As if his age didn't matter
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Your lover is two words away, and you are increasing the distance
The small letters of the poem become larger when he says it
When he describes your face, he only sees you as a silk moon, woven with silver and gold
Your soft, velvety hair makes him absent-minded
Every message from him is part of his soul
How do n return each absent letter to his homeland
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The poem asks for the satisfaction of your mind and the softness of your heart
Lovers with the "seven gems" never cheat
Your lover is as undisturbed as anything
Even the bad times are not forgotten by your love
  He wipes away the scars of the clouds and weeps with her
His heart branches out as he searches for you, and his branches spread out
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Your eyes are my home for every strangeness and pain
And your voice is a port and a coast of safety
On the look of your shyness becomes more fragile and God
Can you extract from the sea its pleasure, wave and coral?
I love you more than I was, so is my love in you, you doubt
And whenever my voice grows louder I call to you
  I come to you to justify my words
My words to you are all musk crumbs an invitation to you
Did I tell you about your lover ?
No, I haven't spoken yet




هناك 3 تعليقات:

  1. I don't know what to tell you, my beautiful lady
    Hearts are with each other, and I have all the love, appreciation and respect for you

    Isn't confession a virtue? I don't deserve your love, and I'm only fit for nostalgia, delirium, and crying
    I really feel pain
    Reasons you don't know and no one else knows
    I only have a pen and I don't think my pen deserves

    ردحذف
  2. Is it not cruelty, to allow your pain to fester due to not allowing my love to heal it? You hurt both by refusing fate

    ردحذف

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