MOHAMMAD SKATI Poems

Inside an OYSTER'S SHELL There is a room reserved for me to hide my dreams back to the years of my fatigue. Time only can keep my dreams sweet or bad in its realm behind everyone's IVORY TOWERS got tired or a woman is giving birth to a
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I was born with a bad luck! I was not born with a good luck! A good luck never was on my side, but a bad luck and sinister was always on my side. A golden spoon never was in my mouth. I looked for a good luck everywhere, but instead I found a hard luck. Though they read my luck good, but always the reverse comes. I went everywhere
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The evergreen myrtles spread On the corners and in the pretty Rocks hugging the rising sunbeams. Their pretty shape dwells in my Heart and in my mind for ever. Nature's pretty myrtles grow in The pretty rocks wonderfully. I go over there to pick some
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I love the silent's silence, I love the words that can not express themselves, I love to walk in the tunnel of darkness, I love to be by myself on a crossroad, I love to have a house on the top of a mountain, I love to be a pretty candle, I love to ride a passing cloud, I love to be always an immigrant to the unknown, I love to find
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My nice dad raised me good, He gave me a pretty life, He taught me how to be in life, He gave me a father's love, He worked hard for me, He led me to the straight path, He made me a real man, and He fed me up with knowledge. My dad did his best.
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