sallam yassin

Silver Star - 3,462 Points (05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

sallam yassin Poems

401. Still 1/13/2015
402. Stop! To Fade 10/2/2013
403. Streets 2/20/2014
404. Summer (Absentee) 1/16/2013
405. Take Me Home, To The Heart 2/5/2013
406. Tears My Song There 10/1/2013
407. Tears Of Makah 12/7/2012
408. Telling Love Sigh 5/10/2016
409. That Crack We Call Love 6/15/2012
410. The Baboons Village(The Baabo And Baboon) 3/16/2014
411. The Beat 6/21/2013
412. The Beauty Of Doubt 6/11/2012
413. The Crown Of The Love In The Place (Tajmahal) 11/19/2012
414. The Freedom 6/19/2012
415. The Glass 7/9/2013
416. The Hope 12/21/2013
417. The Impression 11/16/2012
418. The Love Is A Love 7/24/2012
419. The Love Is A Mother Of Arts 11/2/2012
420. The Missing Trophy 2/18/2015
421. The Moment Of Patient 6/5/2012
422. The Nature Appeals To Love You 2/13/2014
423. The New Year V The Old One 1/1/2013
424. The Precious Thing 10/6/2012
425. The Sin 2/20/2013
426. The True 2/4/2013
427. Thee Almighty Where The Leaf On Bow Is Me 10/25/2013
428. Theft Of Future 12/1/2012
429. They Are Free 8/28/2013
430. Tip For Tea 7/3/2013
431. To Be One Is True 6/14/2013
432. To Feed The Love 1/11/2013
433. To Ripen Her Fruit 7/11/2015
434. Togetter 7/22/2013
435. Tomorrow 8/10/2012
436. Treads Of Winter 11/4/2013
437. Trends Of Time 3/1/2014
438. Triple S 10/21/2014
439. Trojan Horse 5/9/2015
440. Twin Of My Soul 11/21/2012
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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My Home Land

my home land somalind
where the land became redesh like a rose
where the sky is blue and deep like no where
and love is like my bread for my breakfast
test it take it and you need it more and more
but if you go and leave it far for some where
it is there in deep your mind deep your soul
it is where we came from and sure we will go for
it is my dad's and mother's home so we call home

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