My Tender
By asaihati
[] My Tender [] My tender, heart, and soul,,, Take what my hands lines, from the pure soul, the faith of my heart hooked to the east and west In an hour of a day, I was so busy mined with what concerns Drying tears of days being patient till Love takes off any time I seen a shining light flowed me all the time Hesitated at the beginning I asked is it the flames the lights, and the argentine I got closer reading lines, walk once and reading the lips I asked Oh my God, and Creator of the east and the west, Did the beneficent opened to me? And the gloominess, in my eyes I asked the valleys in my heart irrigated the springs in my soul flowed of magnanimity In those moments,flowed of sweet words for your undisturbed feelings in those moments springs and checks irrigated, Form the time I knew you, And the eyes shines like the pearls I abstract the lights from their highness every now and then And my ears got used to the rhythm of your voice I feel homesick to it every now and then, A nick I kissed in it, The blesses of my day. -----------------------------------------------------} ------------------------------} ----------------} Sun of Sain every time i read this poem my tender come moving inside my soul and shake my senses of love,,, Written September 2nd, 2001 © on Sep 01 2001 09:26 PM PST, ِِAli M.AlSaihati 0 • 8
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