( Amal Hayaty ) ...

the hope ...
is a long look ...
at the sky ...
with a heart speaks to Allah ...
says ,, Oh Allah ...
with a trust ...
that Allah will hear ...
and will never let a person down ...

the hope ...
as long as there is hope ...
in our hearts ...
we will achieve the dream ...
which we always dream about ...
and we will move forward ...
and difficulties ...
will never stop us in our paths ...
if we really believe ...
in our hope ...

it's the hope ...
and you are my hope ...

( Amal Hayaty ) ...

love you ...

hazem al...

Tonight ...
i want you ...
the bride with me ...
with you ...
to build a palace...
and a happy life...
as always i dreamed ...
about it with you ...
Yes, my dear ...
tonight ...
i want you ...
only you ...
from among ...
of all the women ...
in this world ...
to be my bride ...
for all life...

Tonight ...
with you ...
love will be..
from heart to heart ...
until ...
our souls lives...
and feel ...
the pleasure's body ...

Hazem...

Sweetheart ...
my only love ...
as i always ...
telling my heart ...
about you ...
that you will be ...
into my heart ...
always and forever ...
as a flower whose it's leaves ...
will never wither ...
and every day ...
will be as a spring ...
all years ...
and it will never know ...
about season called autum ...
yes my angel ...
i'm saying those words ...
with all of my strength ...
that i have ...
and from the depth of my heart ...
my heart , which it beats ...
because of you ...

yes ...
i adored you ...
and still ..
on my love ...
only for you ...

hazem al ..

The dreamer of you ...

and because i am ...
the dreamer of you ...
and you are always ...
to me ...
the dream ...
so, i keep ...
living you ...
every morning ...
while i sip ...
my coffee ...
getting back ...
your image ...
and all the details ...
with all its events ...
about you ...
just to be ...
for all my day ...
as reality ...
as you were ...
the realistic beauty ...
embodied...
into the dream ...
with the purity of your soul...
and the body...
in gardens...
of my dreams ...


good morning ...

hazem al ...

Chaste soul ...

And from the chastity of her soul...
it was covered in a robe...
as dress that seems...
about the beauty of her soul...
as her identity...
her morals...
as a ****** female...
non of a human's hands ..
touched her ..
and not even...
the eyes...
won her ..
except when...
i met her...
and in words...
my words...
i touched her...
from the bottom of my heart...
it were like arrows...
to soothe her...
in confidence...
for feelings...
of me..
she felt in...
to be then...
for my arms...
as a hugs...
and for my lips...
the first touched...
then to became...
the princess of my heart...
so far...
since I met her...
until , till now...

hazem al ..

Painful ...

It is really painful ...
to write words for someone ...
you want her ...
to read what hurts you ...
then ...
she ignores your writing ...
But the most painful ...
is ...
that someone who ...
doesn't know you ...
will read it ...
and will feels you ...
and will say ...
i got your feelings ...
and your words ...
hurt me ...
as well , as i felt within ...

i was writing ,,,
for her ...
and others ...
were reading ...
and my words became ...
a haven for those ...
who read it ...
and became the one ,,,
who i wrote for her ...
sees and don't realize ...
until ...
i killed all my words ...
inside ...

hazem al ...

Brain's pen...

never to stop...
my imaginations about you...
with every night come...
i get you into my bed...
to make with you...
from memories...
that we talked...
a great novel...
with endless pages...
within my brain...
that writes...
because of...
the heart...
which it beats...
cause of you...
to make me...
every night...
drawing you...
with me...
with my...
brain's pen...
into my bed,,,

wish you could feel...
wish you read...
my craziness about you...

hazem al ...