** (Sir ... you will not see me crying) ** ***************** بقلمي Maysaa Dkduk /
***************** بقلمي
Maysaa Dkduk / Syria.
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You will not see the dew beads on my face ..
You will not realize the secret of the convulsions of my lips ...
You will not realize the secret of thunder and lightning in.
My eyes .... !!
And will not delve into the oases of your heart .... .... butterflies my love blue night .....
You will not hear the whispers inspired ...
Nor is the sound of the whims of ...
You will not know how to ...
Southern Rain ......
When it rains my eyes .....!
It became as good as the clouds ......
In a productive night genius
The universes bloom in my arms ...!
Become a consonant
Rivers are overflowing ...
Fountains of silver stars
I draw my imagination ...
I fill my neck with flowers ...
And its fruits with the aroma of grace
They are courageous
And hymns
The sea rises to an ecstasy
I miss a fairy.
Tharra undergoes revolution ...
The waves in my mind ...
Baking of jewels ...
The pearls are made of ...
She is ....
And seeks the God of water ...
My poem is fiery.
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*** 23/5/2018 / بقلمي:
Maysaa Dkduk.
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