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
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