I'll sing of all the ways I miss you
and how this sorrow came to be
the verses, lies I should have whispered
the chorus, truths in harmony.

The melody will break the silence
and call your broken heart to me
to be repaired by love unyielding
to broken hymns in minor key.

My poems are great and wonderful                                                                              Like all my kids ..............                                                                                               I have only choice to pick                                                                                               The best one of them                                                                                                       To be my favorite ...............                                                                                            It's a hard choice                                                                                                                 Simply because they're all equal to me ..............                                                          My poems are my fragrant flowers and roses                                                                  That I love very much .......................                                                                              Picking just one poem out of my whole poems                                                        To be is as hard as life itself ....................                                                                      My whole poems are loved ones                                                                                 That I feel the same anytime ..........................                                                              They need just one to be in a competition ,but                                                           I would like all of them to be in there anytime ...............                                           It's still hard for me to pick one poem                                                                          Simply because I feel awkward anytime .....................

لكل صوت                                                                                                                           صدى ...                                                                                                                             و لكل كلمة جميلة                                                                                                                      صدى ...                                                                                                                             للحياة كلها                                                                                                                             صدى جميل ...                                                                                                                      Every sound has its echo ...                                                                                           Every pretty word has its echo ...                                                                                     Life itself as a whole has a pretty echo ..........................................                                  ___________________­_

Hope never erases itself                                                           ­                               Simply because we need it even                                                             ­                 If we're desperate anytime ....                                                             ­                     If today is not good or yesterday                                                        ­                    Was not okay ,then                                                            ­                                      We can get that pretty hope from                                                             ­              Tomorrow's brilliance anytime ...                                                              ­             Tomorrow might be better for all of us and                                                           It might carry all that is good                                                             ­                     To all of us ...                  _____________­____________________­_____