GIVE MY REGARDS
Give my regards,
O bird that has flown over
My heart is still in love with it
My heart is still there
Happy Ali Nar Zayed Lahabi
Without a soul, he lives, what does he hide?
The distance does not extinguish it
Iron on the wound, we pray that it is enough for me
Offices with pipes running on them
Offices are running
Liam is a mirage of his imagination
Your love still runs like blood
The middle of the branches is beating loudly
I thought about the time of Zain Al-Akri
Guide the soul, how can we save it?
Calm the soul
He blows the heart’s passion and loves to reveal
It shows pains coming out of wounds
The rhymes reveal their meanings
Where the soul goes, it will go
She became more and more anxious
The worry increased
I have been hoping for a long time from you, Yasser Amma
Oh, they called Ram the cousins
They stabbed a uterus and blamed me for it
They deny goodness other than my Lord, I swear
Each one divided her hands
Nakro Khairi
There’s no way you can tell me how anyone else is
You keep talking about me
Would you like to see what’s going on there?
Show Liam how you’re doing.
Prepared Angela Kosta writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, journalist
