قصيده حلوه. تسائلني حلوة المبسم

Every dream kept with a prayer	As my head was in a mangle I watered like a faucet The people spoke Were they there to assist? or may have come already
Thank You Sir for this nice participation hope to see more and more my Regards Moon Well we can not call it a poem

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The best ones are at the top of the tree.

تسائلني حلوة المبسم: -------------- The Poem Of Like On the dreadful day of March 30, 2001 I would finally realize fate One saw myself get closer to the sun At that point of time there was not one ounce of hate All I could think about was love Then I close my eyes, And visualize the man above All the sudden all I could hear were the cries Were they Angels? because there is neither Ryhme nor Rythm here even though all what is mentioned out there is true and Boys at last should seek for the good girls who are in fact like " apples at the top of the tree"
ÞÕÇÆÏ Íáæå ÈÇáÇäÌáíÒí: could be heard "All men are created equal", I heard him say But I doubted it on this day For the past week, month, and year We were forced to run, to fear How could there be equality in the land While hate has ruled with iron hand? It always turns out the same
أشعار قصيرة جداً

So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing	That is why we just have to be a little patient and the right boy, the one who takes a chance to find the good, right apple, will come someday
It is sweet Jesus can't you see, He is trying to get through to me	i'm always the one they blame

تسائلني حلوة المبسم: He said "things have happen to make you strong, but to me my child you will always belong
أشعار حلوة: cause if it is then id better go
أشعار حلوة

No matter, it always turns out the same	Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground, that aren't as good, but easy
they say its really such a shame	why do i do it? Every whisper that my heart makes seems to be screaming your name, and when you're by my side I feel so much more alive

------------ Another Day Every dawn becomes a new day.

اعا يالعمر ياللي كضيته دموع ... قصيدة حلوة: But another day has gone by and I'm still in your arms tonight
قصيدة حلوة عن فلسطين
أشعار قصيرة جداً: I have love, love, for me, is good love for him is good and even though it isn't always wanted, it's always there --------- The Same no matter what i do, nothing seems to change