** (Ashaki and Shara) **
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Maysaa Dkduk / Syria /
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By order of love weaves of star clusters hair ...
I leave my character ...
It flows in every mountain and plain ..
Troy for Mac and saw ...
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And married ... !!
I did not bet on the dowry ...
I choose a scarf with all my heart.
Alon any way you like ...
Sometimes I fly like a bird in a forest.
And sometimes I fly a butterfly, Agni Yamar ...
I am often a prisoner of the mind.
So as not to ignite sedition between the lovers
For the sake of prostration in the niche of madness ..
Under the supervision of ...
Even the blood of eloquence for the horse ...
Or sea lover ...
Atrabi bet on resolving the contract between us ..
With a painful divorce ...
They demand the court of the vertical, rhyme and weight ...
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And by Hassan ...
The son of ...
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Like the poem stupid stupid water
As if not floating in the artery and heart ...
Only if you see the ankles of Abla and ...
A passport from Hebron ...
The crown of the Nativity ...
As if the poem does not travel in the homelands ..
Only by guarding movement and stillness ...
To feel safe.
The scholars of poetry call me in the name of the alphabet, which is ...
In the name of the dictionaries, which in its bays ...
To regulate my love on the simple or the abundant or the sand ...
Rul me on my throne in front of judges who have sunk in love.
Not before courts sentenced to death deliberately adored hatred ..
They had a day of art (OFID) in love.
They do not distinguish between the book of Abu al-Nawas and Manal's book on cooking.
And they did not cross the circle of the dove to the son of Hazm.
Philosophers in love systems ...
Measuring in millimeters ...
The greatest love ...
Love is free ...
Floating in sound and silence ...
Freezing snow and snow ...
Not ruled by a tribal sheikh ...
It is not ruled by a single woman with love ...
Love lives on the rhythms of the soul ..
Another line point.
I am past ...
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Rebel against Prince and Sultan ..
Rebel against every infidel with love and apostasy
I am confident that I am not a danger to poetry.
I'm not a threat to any city ...
Ajol in my homeland ...
I build my house in Syria ...
I do not forget any Arab capital ...
Placed in the vicinity of the Golan and Jerusalem.
I testify in front of love ...
I'm not a slave to systems ...
And I will not defeat any night of the storm black.
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*** 27/4/2019 / بقلمي:
Maysaa Dkduk.
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