Nisreen

Nisreen like an Oriental girl. She was lady Starry in the bowl stars of her night. She visit the shrines Saints with a candle ... With green clothes The smell of her house every Friday ... She made it To shame the eye Of pumpkin blossom Nisreen .. Has given life a life .. And another life for age The history of women. Of color cast It is painted for delight Between darkness To greet the dawn And form on her lips Other languages for love Nisreen I have come to you as a prisoner I'll let you know today Sad #Abdullatif Mubarak