AbdelAziz Alhaider (in that biue planet......that called earth / within the time of the sad creation)
Written in the seed slate… you will splits in to two
written in each two... the end of the story
Written in the slate seventh, eighth and ninth
To the last Slate of the world, that, the end of every matter
Some drops of tears
And a wild hunger invades the heart suddenly
(Oh my daughter doesn’t be so sad.......) (1)
No matter, how the travel was long?
And the singer riding, how much
Go deeply into the sand?
It must be for the last grain of sand to segmentation in the Cloud
To Rain, to wild Rain
For the desire of death... Awakening from death... Ecstasy from death
Death is the low ground key of the love song
And the hunger is the answer
And the alienation is wild blossom extends deeply into the Spirit
Longing ... Alienation …….. A heart tear.... conceal by smiles in the face of the beloved
The master was taught me to enter the alienation silo, nodding headed, looking at the face of my beloved in that of mine
And spray at the cross roads of my beloved
Red Flowers of my years
And l must open the gates of my heart in front of the steps
It was written that, l will kill by love
it was Written that, I will kill by the words
So why does the fear of the written?
Taught me, my master….the Love
The disclosure is a chosen... and the secret is a chosen
so choose which chosen between the two bitter chosen
And select the most beautiful moments of death from death...
(1) Referring to a section of Abu Firas... An old Arabic poetry...
Oh my daughter doesn’t be so sad...... all the creatures will go in such away
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