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| الكاتب: | نهال عريشة [ الجمعة أغسطس 15, 2008 5:24 am ] |
| عنوان المشاركة: | The Land of the Brokenhearted |
[eng]Against my will I parted to the land of the Brokenhearted. A place where lonely hearts go. Somewhere where pain is so true. Sailed through the sea of broken dreams, where shattered dreams lie beneath, and I lost myself or so it seemed. They are both sea and shore to a place you never long for. I thought it would be a deserted place. None is present of human race. Alas, I found a whole world there, of people who did not take their share, of a life full of love and fair. I looked in the water to see something of familiarity. A dream I thought it was lost for eternity. It was struggling the water to stay alive. What a hope, my soul began to revive. I ran to get it before it drowns. But was hindered by the force of the unknown, and on the ground I was thrown. Suddenly, a hurricane out of the water came. Then, a pure white cloud it became. It was turned to a wonderful dove. "Fly dove don't look around, Soar over the ninth cloud" With joy spread my hands in the wind. "Oh, it is a new beginning" and around myself I was spinning. The cold wind is now turning to a beautiful fresh breeze, Flirting with my hair and flees. Hey, the prince of the day got back his throne. His golden rays on the sand shone. The smell of the sea perfumed my clothes. For a moment I felt to heaven I was close. So, the land of the Brokenhearted became the land of Providence that rescued me from an Anonymous.[/eng] |
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| الكاتب: | الحفيد [ السبت أغسطس 16, 2008 6:51 pm ] |
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سؤل حكيم عن متي يكون الداء دواء؟؟؟ قال ما معناه لما يصبح هوا النفس داءها و تحاول التخلص منه فاذا تخلصت النفس من هذا الهوا الداء و اصبحت خاليه منه لصبح دواء النفس الداء نفسه i learned that pleasure comes fast n' with pain comes treasure so we delt what was felt n surevived fast measures the last has past now we entered the times were things dont last take a sip off ur last glass now pass its the end of the task see the last words r the past words now get the verbs together creat the fast words make money n live fast live by sowrds now dead by sowrds took what we gave saved peeps now they call us brave how far is visiting a grave to feel safe from being close n living behind trails why must visions be attacked n a cute story turned wack why must we take that without getting to reply back break free to snap they rotten sack become against whats familier simply cuz whats famillier is far from true now what to do when doors are all jammed every body running wild cuz all they doors slammed who has the upper cut dropped on my face is it a stranger in my place or my brother from this human race can we walk ingrace without following who came 1st to this place do we ask much if i said put a smile on ur face n have a sweet day cuz we alive now if we now to whome we pray n who to call on to save or day |
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| الكاتب: | نهال عريشة [ الخميس أغسطس 28, 2008 3:32 am ] |
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[eng]Dear brother Al Hafeed First of all I'm so sorry for my very late reply but actually I was not at home for sometime and when I got back I had some problems with my network connection. Second, I'm over the moon because of your reply. I liked your piece of writing very much and for sure it responds in a positive way to what I wrote and gave my poem somekind of importance. As you indicated in your reply a man can be healed with the same thing that wonded him. I wanted very much to assert this point through this poem. I met some people who abandonned some places or even stop some of their habits because they remind them of something that hurt them or someone who broke their hearts. However, the same place that wounded us once can heal another wound in some other way. I think there is a wisdome behind this. God does everything for a purpose and form each mistake we do we have to learn something. That means that we must not stop at a certain incident that happend to us and start weeping because some poeple devote the rest of their lives crying over what have pased and they forget a very important fact that time heals. Once again thank you so much for your sweet reply. God bless you. and Rmadan kareem.[/eng] |
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