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naily abdo Mar 2012
Desperate days
How long the search for stability
Whenever I find escape
Why do not you go away, grief
Am I the only
... In this world sad
Why grief my friend
And happiness not know my way
What a time of pain
Time infidelity
Time of fatigue, we impose
It controls our feelings
In our hearts
Smile floating on healing
But the hearts crying blood
Sad eyes
Bodies of wilted
Abandoned broken hearts
What a time
Hobby wounded feelings
And shedding tears
And stabbed hearts
Us laugh makes us laugh a little bit makes us laugh a little
And much
Gives us what he wants
and what we want
Discernible security and sad smile
Until the love and the beauty of hearts
Only the spirit of consolation
Are our feelings remain
And feelings doll
Play with time
Comes up
The effort
We live with hardship compounded
naily abdo Mar 2012
Fall leaves desperate love
Of the branches of hope
Like falling autumn leaves
From the trunk of a tree made hurricanes
Declared tricks
No promises

Where nothingness
Of people are afraid
Live and awe in their hearts
... Does not exist
Injustice to the pain ... ..... Or even a sense of sadness

all the feelings of life
Repel each other as grains of sand
From the land of vast desert
When the wind is blowing severe
Flying grains of sand
Embraced by the atmosphere
And fade away without the return of

And then
Buried feelings of pain
In the book of old memories

Still
Wind caressed the sand grains, such as rain drops
Returned to where she was

Cry I heard a bird flying in the sky
Pursues the mirage to deceive
Without the return of
And did not intend to leave

And still
Screams coming in at the far horizon
In vain

And the spirit of wandering
Slapped the light of the morning sun
End to the evening
And ends with the nightmares of the dark
Fear, despair ... ..... And a sense of failure
Verde evening injustice dark
And with no illusions and nightmares
And so
Every night before sleep
And then
I was looking for love is
Love harshly colored stone
Wounded and buried between the piles of stone

Time
Fell drops of dew
On the leaves of the flowers
And time of the hit
Lost
Jamal splendor
tow and shine

He also inspected the eye tears of joy
When
Lose love the old
Who assassinated Age
From the heart of a devout and female
Restricted it life constraints pain

Enlarge the heart by the young
And became a black eye in the life
And overshadowed by grief and deprivation
On the same innocent
Trick bright colors of life

And did not know
That behind these colors
Black nightmare
May prevail white dreams

And then
I could not see what is around me
Only
A broken heart
It pains me they break
I have no tears, only a few
Spilled on the cheeks
I do not know what ...
Why cry and ...
Only
"I might find out it does not really
naily abdo Mar 2012
Glow deep in us a fire burnt

Relate to us with figures dim hopes

Selves eager to trip us tired

... Waiting for the eyes of us happy scenes

Limited goals in us the work of the tired

Dreams take place in us to unfortunate events

Times we had to shameful acts

Lack of the Spirit lives in us delightful

Life we are forced closed walls

Enjoy the atmosphere within us dark cloud

Get rid of us roses in the gardens of green

We force the door locks Court

Fool us laugh vague smile?

Requests tear us swab Herald

Achieved after all, tired of life ...

Felt sad little girl with bright eyes sad
naily abdo Mar 2012
Through the illusion of looking for you and see you between mirage ..
Call you in my dreams .. And scream in my days ..
I accept my friend to happiness and happiness ..
I accept to the days remaining .. And the age of melting ..
A hundred d...rink after thirst .. You illusion and mirage you ..
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Do not see you in the hands .. You are no longer as you ..
No longer a player Game of life .. you life ..
And you hope the rest over time .. What do I do tears have retained
Almost **** me and my heart would break when ... sad, my veins explode in blood ..
I depart .... My Spirit through space ..
Perhaps the star had seen you in night .. or a planet may pull off the wings ...

And spend nights and days in the search for you .......... ..
Contemplate the blue of the sky and the waves of the sea .. .. .. and stillness and the silence of the jungle night ..
In the nap and fresh ... and the revolution of whining .... and winds. .. Securities and swish
Dawn with the moon .. and the beam slips through the branches of trees ..
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.. Dispel the darkness .. And hope in the hearts of lovers ..
Awaken the heedless .. Blessed are you, O moon .. You are in your heaven moon ..
In Lilac moon.. Published charm quiet ..... over deserts and wasteland
And rivers and seas .., handing him the hearts of the lost Perplexed ..
In Lilac creatures you feel comfortable ... and sleep filled eyes
Home to their young happy in her dreams .. and miss the light through the clouds that inform your
And looks forward to you .. tortured hearts of loving stares unaware of them run away sad tears on your absence ..
Counting O Bright Moon .... and sent to the light lost in the mirage of illusion .. sad
naily abdo Mar 2012
Love
. This is a hidden sense of walking everywhere and around the world

In search of a chance of stroking sensation .. And enchanting eyes ..

To creep quietly .. And stabilized in the absence of reason and in spite of you ..

Inside the cavities of the heart .... To have the spirit and conscience
naily abdo Mar 2012
Always search for the meaning of happiness
I find absent present
And disappears only to return there
Disappears and returns to
I ask myself always
Top wear is happiness
Or evening with friends
Or perhaps is being alone with oneself
Or lover

... But I can not find the answer
I find the meaning of another
And the sense of another
Similar but not happy
Not happy

I felt much research
Yes, I felt happy
I found them in the night
Kneeling in the hand of God
And found it in the daytime
To feed poor
And clear at the head of an orphan
I found in the work
In to help the people
And help others
It's not happiness that we are looking for
Or we look for when it's too late

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