Hi, my name is Osama Aldeyasty. It's a pleasure to share my poems, feelings and thoughts with every person visiting my page. I'm a man who believes that poetry is a very noble and refined language, and poets are honored when they use it. It's a privilege to express your feelings in poems because, as a matter of fact, every living creature can feel different beautiful feelings but only a few can express them in a beautiful way such as poetry and other kinds of arts. By the way, I'm a Cancer so it's in me to love the sea, the moon and God's beauty in natural scenes. I do love coastal towns and summer resorts where I spend all my vacations. My favorite time is being near the sea or on the beach.
Born in Egypt, but I've been around. After having my degree in English literature, I got a job abroad as a teacher and language trainer where I've lived and worked for many years. I have that passion for English poetry since I was in college. Beside poetry, I write my thoughts about the current international events and mostly about how to bring the Western and Eastern civilizations into common peaceful grounds. My articles about such topics are published in newspapers regularly.I write English poetry and I've written many articles- as a freelancer journalist- posted on the Internet and in newspapers. In addition, the press in the Middle East has issued many reports about my articles regarding the Arab-American relations and some other topics. My poems were published and recognized in Untied States & Europe by many well-known publishers there. I'm an active member in many poetic and artistic societies.Recently, I moved to Milan-Italy, where I am living and working now..My cell in Italy is
Finally, I'd like to say that you're welcome to send me your comments and thoughts about my poems. My e-mail is [email protected] & [email protected]. You can also add me to your msn or yahoo messengers' list if you want to have a little chat with me.Also, my Facebook account is named (Osama Aldeyasty) Thanks.
She asked me to write her a letter, maybe by this she'll know me better. But the point is, that I always miss, her name, her face and every place we've been there together. It's strange, how we started this? How two free souls become tied together?
She asked me to write her a letter, maybe by this I'll remember her better. But the point is, that I'll never forget anything about her...never. She's always there with me... forever.
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The way she makes me feel,
To feel again the beats; to feel the love so real.
The way she looks at me,
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Her marble heart fails to sail,
Always stands on a lonely ground.
It cannot receive my eyes' mail;
All its beats have a muffled sound.
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A black round table, with glass in the middle.
He used it to eat or write or even to solve a riddle.
A five-year boy, so young and happy inside.
A very beautiful lady, sitting by his side.
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Me and you, hand in hand,
Walking together in the morning dew.
Two love birds in a peaceful land,
I whispered softly: 'I love you.'
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