AbdelAziz Alhaider

Rookie (in that biue planet......that called earth / within the time of the sad creation)

Biography of AbdelAziz Alhaider

When they open your eyes by the dangerous big operation
When you saw all those sad faces of your people
You were Crying until you became blind again

AbdelAziz Alhaider's Works:

Iam now at the shore of memory river ready to drink...
itis my first dose

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Hijazi stethoscopic tone

Are all nights those surprised us are the strange?
Are all ways those we digging are no things more than illusions and worms nestle in the wound?
Are all treasures of-pearl and ruby of heart... of the brazier's essence of the spirit?
Not more than the stones lying on the path of from falling? ?
Our lost are those steps watchful us and the passion, as they said from the oldest of the old burns lovers
And we burned... but still not be irrigated from the wound of the nights... and not be

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