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Sep 2018
every time a woman met her husband


looked at his eyes and stayed for a word


he didn't say it he as he has got tired


he went asleep without saying that word


except good night and morning may be good


the woman was pretty ,the woman was youth


the woman wanted to be heard, she wanted to be fold


when she went a walk , one comes along


he was a strange, he had bad heart


his heart fill of hate ,his heart like an art


extracting by devil extracting by hard


now the angel went away and the devil brought


the strange went in hurry and he looked


at her face with only big smile


he said to her one, two ,three, all words


how attractive are you? Why aren't you touched?


How are you walking on foot? you must ride!


Inexpensive car ,or high rank plane in its ride?


If they were not, you must ride


A good horse spread wide


If it was not that, you must ride


A strong camel wearing a beautiful dress


Its colors gain from your cheeks red in appearance


And green as yours ,the shinning of your eyes


And yellow in above as your hair colors


If it was not their, you must ride


A man who carried you without any pain


He can traveled with you , felt with gain


Happy ,strong, eager and you would be his woman


Come with me and you would be heard another


The woman lost her mind , the woman appeared another


Woman had not seen, a strange in her thought


As she heard what she wanted for time. She went blind


She obeyed him and let him ride


They took his car ,it was not unlike
every woman wanted to be folded
Written by
mohamad taha safan  M/Egypt
(M/Egypt)   
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