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Small bird stood at my window
Just like any bird flirted away It was rainy day Sky filled by dew How happy..how beautiful How hungry the bird was Next day the bird came So I did This small thing made me happy Made me addict It is now the time he should come The small dish full of dry rice But alas ! he never show up Never show up In my dreams i see him coming But when i run to my window i see nothing Except the empty heart My eyes full of tears The dish full of dust and rust Ah.. my small bird Please come back Please save my soul Your absence made me sore My ardent love If you see me again you:ll never recognize me I have no taste ..no smell I am not moving...i stand still I have no desires..i have no will My small bird You are in my heart until you come back to my window العفار |
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[align=center]العفار
very nice topic nice words an' Nice poem i like ur way keep it Up[/align] |
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Its really nice poem good beginnig go ahead with my best wishes |
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You like my style and i like your kindness
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Thanks Alot My Dear
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