By Mohammad Yousef
In the heart of the urban tapestry,
where concrete dreams pulse and thrum,
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By Mohammad A. Yousef
In the soft glow of morning light,
they dance like whispers,
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By Mohammad A.Yousef
In the pages where laughter meets the road,
Mark Twain, a traveler with a curious heart,
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We dance for laughter, a joyous sound
That lifts our spirits off the ground
With smiles on our faces, we twirl and spin
In this moment, our troubles thin
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Morning to you my sweet saint,
Awakening with the gentle touch of dawn,
Your eyes like emeralds sparkled bright,
Reflecting the beauty of the morn.
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Who am I, you ask?
I am the sum of all I've encountered, all I've experienced
I am the pages of the books I've devoured
The lessons imparted by the wise teachers
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You came naked,
Pure and innocent,
A blank canvas ready to be painted
With the colors of life.
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A is for Ali bin abi Tablib, symbol of love, mercy, understanding, wisdom, justice and tolerance.
B is for baby born man, to ease wife, mother, father and tribe
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Hallucination, a dance of the mind
Where reality blurs and fantasy intertwines
A mystical journey into the unknown
Where dreams and illusions are freely sown
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In the hushed embrace of dawn,
before the sun spills gold across the sky,
the world holds its breath,
wrapped in a gentle silence,
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