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Abdullah Ayyash Apr 2015
Tell her what has been taken
Is being given a better life
Tell her what has gone
Is coming back in a different form
Tell her the tears she was shedding
Won’t go away
It’s saturating new souls
To blossom again in her life
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Abdullah Ayyash
April 20th, 2015
Abdullah Ayyash Apr 2015
A year ago…
The story I know
Tears are deep
They won’t seep
Love in need
Hope to keep
Two hearts died
One soul disappeared
Life won’t be the same
Forever…
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Abdullah Ayyash
April 19th, 2015
Abdullah Ayyash Apr 2015
Happiness won't come from a chest
Nor fear if you have nothing to hide
Keep the box or throw it away
It's only wood that catches fire

You can't expect much from a box
You only get what you put inside
Dreams are true once we live them
When sadness sneaks in with lies
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Abdullah Ayyash
April 14th, 2015
Abdullah Ayyash Mar 2015
White cloud stepped down to earth with fears
Pure soul and free spirit were all mixed with tears
I can’t describe how beautiful that scene was
Or how much grace and rain that cloud has
Watching that cloud approaching me with anticipation
Should I move forward or I count my steps with hesitation
White cloud, how could you move without your wind?
How could you possibly travel and reach this end?
I was far away but all I could think of was you
I was dreaming of the day when I can finally see you
You were the love that brought me from my place
I moved faster than your voice to orbit your space
Here I am now and here we have finally met
I’m in your heart now where I can forever rest
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Abdullah Ayyash
June 26th, 2013
Abdullah Ayyash Jan 2015
As Jim said in the past
There used to be a time
When simple things
Used to be enough
There used to be a time
When you can win a heart
With a smile in your face
There used to be a time
When you can build a castle
From the words you trust
There used to be a time
When music can be played
While souls embrace
There used to be a time
When I can see my future
And let go of my past
Jim was nothing but a thought
When I used to believe in love
When I used to believe it could last
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Abdullah Ayyash
January 28th, 2015
Abdullah Ayyash Jan 2015
Outside is drizzling softly,
thirsty skin drinking up,
the caresses of the rain.
We splash every puddle,
oozing happiness to the crowd
singing together a new refrain.
Let’s drink up
all the gray between us,
darling, run with me,  
coloring gloomy skies.
Lace our love fingers
with a smile so dashing
Thrill me,
hold me,
let purging water
hide my blushing
as the rolls of thunder,
outside our love nest
keep clashing.
A request to publish this poem on my friend's behalf.
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