sallam yassin

Bronze Star - 2,866 Points (05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

sallam yassin Poems

401. The Freedom 6/19/2012
402. The Glass 7/9/2013
403. The Hope 12/21/2013
404. The Impression 11/16/2012
405. The Love Is A Love 7/24/2012
406. The Love Is A Mother Of Arts 11/2/2012
407. The Missing Trophy 2/18/2015
408. The Moment Of Patient 6/5/2012
409. The Nature Appeals To Love You 2/13/2014
410. The New Year V The Old One 1/1/2013
411. The Precious Thing 10/6/2012
412. The Sin 2/20/2013
413. The True 2/4/2013
414. Thee Almighty Where The Leaf On Bow Is Me 10/25/2013
415. Theft Of Future 12/1/2012
416. They Are Free 8/28/2013
417. Tip For Tea 7/3/2013
418. To Be One Is True 6/14/2013
419. To Feed The Love 1/11/2013
420. To Ripen Her Fruit 7/11/2015
421. Togetter 7/22/2013
422. Tomorrow 8/10/2012
423. Treads Of Winter 11/4/2013
424. Trends Of Time 3/1/2014
425. Triple S 10/21/2014
426. Trojan Horse 5/9/2015
427. Twin Of My Soul 11/21/2012
428. Twins Of My Light 12/5/2014
429. Two 4/12/2013
430. Two Faces One Terror 11/20/2013
431. Two Wise Men 7/5/2012
432. U & Me (Enigma) 8/26/2012
433. U=destiny+haiku 7/6/2012
434. Ugly Face Of Ignorance 6/19/2013
435. Undressed Beauty 1/17/2014
436. Upstream 6/13/2013
437. Valentine Day 2/4/2013
438. Valetine Day Amour In Red 2/10/2013
439. Virtue To Be Man 7/20/2013
440. Visitor Of Night 7/18/2014
Best Poem of sallam yassin

A Lonely Tree

At a road where the road off
where lonesome is a road
at mid of no where
A lonely tree is standing there
waiting no one but the dust
dust of the passing time
tarnishing the color of this tree
this lonely tree to gray
praying in this lonely place
for the passing van
A gray lonely van
for the lonely bird
staying for a while
when the nights come
and days go
the lonely tree; praying there
when the wars rage and peace,
walks shy
the lonely tree praying for the peace
no one is waiting there
but the lonely tree is waiting
the ...

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Brave Little Bird

leo is the victam
leo is the judge
leo is the killer
and also is the king
seen every word
even if your sound
was in a silent sag
known every action
there is no mistake

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