MOHAMMAD SKATI Poems

Al-Quds is in my heart And in my mind for ever, It is the pretty city of Peace that I never forget As long as I am alive, My heart is sad because the Lovely city is handcuffed,
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Only in summertime everywhere All kinds of grapes get ripe. On the roof's of my father-in-law There were two kinds of grapes Red and white for many years. One day some rough winds did Shake the grapes'long trees and They fell and went for ever. Father-in-law loved them
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From all directions and on all levels of life, We're greatly surrounded with care and with distress Simply because this life is hard and is so difficult To resist anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, We're
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I'm faraway from her and From her pretty memories, She asked if I'm still in This world anywhere and everywhere, Days and especially the out of
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