One word one word

One word 1985-2009




Two roses dropped from the rose bush
there for it was the time to move to the dream
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Whenever I supports my head to palm of my hands
earth took place a full cycle on its centered

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The Guitar on the chair
the book on the table
and the stars, laughing with great pleasure

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Christ hanging on the cross
and the mother crying at his feet
the general ignites a posh Cuban cigars

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Sun shines every day
only because there are eyes see him
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When the moon laughs
the wind fluctuating the pages of the book

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Do not become cold !!
I will catch for you, two days of my life
and bloat under their pebbles

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I will send to you a message
afford for you by the coming storm


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Do not cry, my little child
because , if your small teardrop fall
the entire universe will blew up in my head

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I ll take another cigarette
then have enough time to melodious cry


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The flower that in my imagination
made of pure nickel


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Whenever I grabbed a song
a bird flews from the nest


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The river freezes
because the moon angers


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The guitar, which often grieve
now dealing with sleeping pills?

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Who does not know sadness of others
should not demand the love

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A bottle of medicine split in half
because the disease rejects to dealt with it


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Autumn is slowly creeping
and winter, seated next to his tobacco pipe

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In my next trip
my traffic to the earth planet will be a sad
exciting memories

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The angels surround the throne
and the god puts his head between his hands


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Is the idealist way
focusing the universe in one word

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Only here in the life, the life seen heavy
and solely there in the death, the death seen

Heavy
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When can we send again
If time does not exist?


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Open door
the words enter through it all the time



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I filled the tanks of my heart with love
then Children of the world sat around them
asking the warm

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With one word, God created the man
then he looked at him with great love


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When the tree of love buds
the planet s inhabitants wakened and kissing
each other ً
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No advantage from anything
except the love


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The poem rebelled
raised a protest banner which is the title


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All the worlds ports are warm
as long as all seas are estrangement


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The man is not creature from ordinary clay
the man is creature from mud that name
the love

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I lived forty generations of suspend oranges
but I do not know any thing except one word


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The hero came out from the epic
burned the book and warmed from its fire


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If it is possible, to return back the time
If it is possible, to stop the movement
it is not possible to stop crying

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The eyes created for love
as well as the coats made


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I pay half of my life
to whom ,who creates a rumbling laugh in
the child s throat
and pay the second half
to whom, who put a loaf into the hungry mouth


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When Nazem and al-Baihtty appeared on the balcony

of the palace
millions opened their mouths, amazing by the
shine in their eyes


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Do not read the poetry only
but kiss the collection s of poems also


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Half the world s water is salty
the other half is fresh
but the water you drink is the only freshwater


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Are human beings create the music
or the music created the human?

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Every night the Cat enters in the bed
balling meows then sleeps
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Look to the God always
he is beautiful

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A sound beating in the depth
it is the growth of bough


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It is simple as possible
and it is most cruel
hammering a nail in the heart of painting



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The day of the city exciting the worry
applies under the skin
and the moon trembling with fear from its night

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The bread is dancing in the oven
and the eyes of the waiting child dancing too


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The evening is newspaper
and the readers ... ... .... locusts that biting the paper
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The light runs through the curtains
so they tremble

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Everything can be turned with the carbon
to Poems ... ... .. or tableaus


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Millions of emotions
pervade the characters of the poems
sometimes collide
with thunder and awe


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The bright morning
with his colored brush hits
the fields ,the streets, and the country sides


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The Pen is brilliant dancer
and the three fingers dancing with him
with the points rhythm


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Waterfalls are gushing with white water as snow
and the sinews are gushing with the
white melodies as pigeons



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The life is prison
and the poem is the door


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The poem is not solution
the Poem is beam


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the planet is too small / to the extent that crazy one
that can destroy it


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