Hussein Tallaa Poems

O, , mina, the spiritual dove of mine.
O, , the sensuous intuition, , , well.
and the inner speech, , , still.
O, , come and release the aphasia of mine, , , by the eurhythmics of yours.
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The anxious
She said: Thou art so arduous, , , so cloistered! .
I said: Art thee the night summons? ? ?
Art thee the jocund eyes?
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I said: how temperament of blue art thee?
She said: such belief, the love of mine, , ,
such faith the, soul of mine,
such poem, , , the speech of mine, , , , , , , , , and such.
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Rachel

O, , Rachel, , , rise on, , , and come to lay the hand of yours in the hand of mine to feel by the smoothness of yours, , , , forever.
O, , Rachel, , , rise to the fancier man, , , let hem snatch you to the firmament, , , wherein the freedom , , , wherein mine and yours, , , solely, , , to renounce you, , , never.
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