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Year of the 50th For Uae Golden Jubilee

Year of the 50th for UAE Golden Jubilee 
Peace, Security, Prosperity & Beauty
BY: Majed Dodeen
O UAE! How can I describe your beauty & its lights?
UAE is the home of peace, originality& civilization.   
UAE is unmatched in goodness, kindness & righteousness.  
UAE has no peer in adoration & devotion.
UAE is a sparkling star revolving in celestial orbits.
UAE is the water of rain, its drops and quenching.
UAE is a white dove flying happily and cheerfully. 
UAE has planted in my heart’s veins the nicest flowers. 
UAE is the history of love & its wonderful themes.
UAE is the emblem of honor, dignity & modesty. 
UAE produces beautiful melodies & soft tunes.
UAE is a bubbling spring of giving & generosity.
UAE is the banner for splendor & summit of glory and victory. 
UAE is a fragrant deep-rooted & genuine civilization. 
UAE is the custodian of the affection & its secrets. 
UAE is the twigs, branches, roots & trees of ethics. 
UAE is a jewel, a diamond, and a pearl.
UAE is the calm, silence of the night & its pleasant anecdotes.
UAE is a spark, a torch for justice & equality. 
UAE is the most beautiful scenery in the world and its regions.  
UAE is the throbs of my heart, roses in my life & greenery for spring.
UAE is my beloved literature, prose & poetry.
UAE is a radiating powerful voice for fairness. 
UAE is the heart embracing & riding the saddle of bravery. 
UAE is truly the country of peace, stability & security.

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The Great Success
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I sat alone meditating and contemplating,
Deeply thinking about the universe, the human being and life.
I asked myself:
What would a fetus say if I were to phone him,
If I were to ask him about the circumstances there in his mother's womb;
How is he living?
I called him up and asked him to tell me something about his life….
His answer was:
Although my world is tiny, I am very happy here …
An umbilical cord feeds me,
A strange amniotic fluid protects me against any outside effects.
My world is ideal…no lying…no cheating and no hypocrisy…
I asked him if he had anything to add.
He replied: for the time being, he could not form his impression of the other side of the story
His last exact words were 'good-bye! Till we meet in your world'.
I waited until the plane landed after that nice short journey,
The delivery had already taken place
The child was still crying
People around were cheerfully laughing.
Then I asked the new born baby: as a newcomer to our world,
What would you say now?
His answer was: although your world is huge, I see it gloomy and dark.
This life is weary; a tear, a sigh,
Then I'll say good-bye and die.
Your world is full of lying, cheating and hypocrisy.
I wished I stayed in my mother's womb forever.
I told him 'there is a way if you follow, you can change the terms of your life.
Your tears can become candles;
Your sighs can become smiles
Even your death can become life in itself.
You have come to this world while crying
When people around you were laughing.
Following that way, you die smiling
When people around you are crying…
He immediately asked me: 'What is this way?
Please tell me?
I told him: ' The only way to achieve this is to believe in Allah (Glory be to Him):
To believe in His beautiful names and attributes
To believe that He is: Allah, the Peace, the Merciful, the Loving, the All-Knowing, the Gracious..etc
If you do so, you will win paradise and gain immortality
And in paradise you will have:
Life without death,
Youthfulness without old age,
Happiness without misery
And health without sickness.
And this is the real victory
The Great Success & Everlasting Delight and happiness

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Pouring Raindrops By Majid Dodeen

Pouring Raindrops by Majid Dodeen

Oh, my fate and soulmate in every trip and travel 
Oh, my beloved and dearest companion in the journey of a lifetime.
Oh, my sweetheart, lifelines, and oxygen when I breathe in and out. 
Oh, my intimate friend here and in the hereafter
 I pray that you will be my queen in paradise
 In the house of eternity and immortality
The dwelling of Heaven, by Allah’s mercy, forever.
(In a seat of honor near a Sovereign, Perfect in Ability.)
“On gold-encrusted couches;
Reclining on them, arrayed face to face”
You are the chastity and purity, even purer 
Listen to me and hear the glad news attentively
Raindrops commence pouring heavily
Rain showers of spiritual pearls and jewels
Touching the surface of the earth with love and tenderness 
Convey the sweetest, wisest, and best lessons
Instilling loyalty and closeness to every contemplating figure 
Every intelligent and significant mind 
Bountiful Rain and fruitful life for every grateful 
Get closer sweetie; let us walk hand in hand in the rain.
Brings and unites us together with our best and wisest destiny. 
Do you hear the pitter-patter of falling rain?
Do you smell the petrichor of rain showers?
It flows and seeps deeply into our souls.
Dribbles and drops whisper deep down.
With them, the light of the dawn breaks and shines
Dew sprays like perfume fragrance.
Come closer! Hands entwine and breaths embraced together.
 And along with the spaces, large swaths and paths
We watch the flowers bloom and blossom. 
Roses flourish quietly and emerge like suns and moons.
We hear whispers of melodies played by the sound of rain.
Fresh from balanced strings spread
Come closer, there is no fear of a roaring wind.
With you, every sadness vanishes.
Every tension is defeated. 
All worries die out and commit suicide 
Smile! Oh, Lady of the Rose.
The face of the joy
Glory lover. 
Handle my pains, agonies and treat my sleeplessness 
How it is delicious to pass away between your neck and torso
Isn't he a martyr who drowns in the pretty river? 
Isn't he a martyr who is swallowed up by the waves of the sea?

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HOME DOES NOT DIE

HOME DOES NOT DIE
By: Majed Dodeen
I read in her enchanting eyes what a pretty delicate and sensitive poet reads in the eyes of an innocent child.
Her image is imprinted in the depths of my heart as a picture of a pure lamb - moving quietly and freely among the flowers and the trees in a piece of land in the spring- engraved in the mind of a subtle artist.
I felt she would be my consolation after a journey of alienation and deprivation.
I felt she would be my hope after a trip of pain and forgetting.
She is a unique blossoming rose in this existence.
However, the vicious thorns are surrounding her and trying to strangle and bury the freedom of her life.
I must free my awesome flower from the prisons of thorns and must stamp out the roots of thorns at any cost.
The rose must grow breathing the oxygen of freedom.
My own freedom is an integral part of hers and her freedom is an integral part of mine.
What would life be like or worth without freedom?
I said to myself: It is the right of the moon to embrace the star.
I started weaving the strings of love accurately & making the medal, I dream to hang on her compassionate chest, to symbolize the love that comes out of the heart to settle in the heart.
We all realize that what comes out of tongue fades and vanishes before it reaches the ears.
I see that this world has become a picture of her eyes.
I know her by heart.
I painted, without her knowing, her picture from my own memory.
She is a sacred spot, a wonderful piece and a rare masterpiece to the extent that my pen got shy to know its way to colors.
Loving her granted me rebirth and revival and I became carrying the heart of an innocent child and the ideas of a wise man.
Millions of words accumulate on my lips but they are shy to be launched and uttered to express about her beauty because access to her essence & spirit cannot be via words.
Silence is an expressive language without letters or words.
Silence is a spiritual language capable of producing human feelings, emotions and translating ideas and idioms.
It is a language that transcends the language of screams and sounds.
I live a pretty coma. It is an enjoyable coma to the extent that I do not like to regain consciousness at all.
I no longer remember whether the sun rises as usual or her sparkling, proud and glorious forehead distracted me from thinking about the glowing of the sun?
Finally, I decided to reach out to her by the same hand that had painted her.
The same hand that wrote many poems on her beauty,
The same hand that got hurt, with streams of blood, by the thorns to rescue her,
The same hand that dreamt to hang the spiritual medal on her chest,
The same hand that caressed and coddled the strands of her hair,
The same hand that vowed to be loyal and faithful to hair,
The unchanged hand that always harvested and picked from her abundant fruits,
I offered my hand to her as I am accustomed to her intimate love and genuine affection.
I waited for her arrival, but she did not show up.
My heart began increasingly trembling.
Terrible silence descended which resembles the silence of death.
I hear untuneful and inharmonious voice saying:
'Put your hand back! You won't find her. She passed away.
She is a faded & weathered rose'.
She will never come back.
I screamed: 'No, no, a million no! If she passed away in your judgement, she did not and will never pass away for me.
She is a vivid living picture throbbing and residing in my heart, mind, conscience and soul.
If you had lamented her with words, ceremonies and plays, she had not been passed away for me.
I will never hear the lamentation or sad elegy about her.
I will never admit or accept the rumors about her death because she is the right and the right does not die.
She is the good and the good does not die.
She is the justice and justice will never die.
She is my homeland and my home will never die.

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I Do Love You!

I do love you! By Majed Dodeen

I do love you my sweetheart!
I send you, from the bottom of my heart, my sincere greetings 
 You are the sparkling light of my life 
I dedicate and devote my love to you
Because you are alone my angelic love and white dove in this life 
You are alone my intimate friend in the path of lovers 
The wings of your love flutter, hover and pierce my castle
I love you because you are my heaven in my life and next life
You are my freedom in my prison 
My wishes in my soul 
I love you, O my sun and my moon 
My star in my evenings
You are my smile in the morning 
You are my aspiration, inspiration and contemplation in the evening 
I love you because you are my genuine smile on my lips 
 My heart and my shining candle in the darkness
I love you because you are my charming flower in the gardens of love, 
You are the love and life in my poem
The closest friend in my trip of life
I do love you!

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The Faithful Student by: Majed Dodeen

The Faithful Student by: Majed Dodeen 

Life is but a trail of shattered dreams....  
Woven from memories...  
Its silence speaks,  
Its threads are thoughts...  

Paintings sketched in memory as flashes,  
The anthem fades into mirage halos,  
Words scatter as fragments along the roads...  
And when memory’s sketch revolts, I retreat inwards,  
Contemplating the journey of years  
A man, weary from exhaustion, asks his soul:  
Who are you?
The heart of love holds its verses,  
I mistook you for poison and ailment, yet you are balm and cure...  
I drew near to hug light, but fire embraced me.  
They claimed you are illusion—I refused to believe such deception.  
I stripped my crown and crowned you,  
Enrolled my name as a loyal student in your school 
I love your enchanting eyes,  
Kiss your brow—my homeland is your angelic face.  
They condemned me for loving you chastely and innocently 
I’ll love you as honor demands,  
And sing to the world and to you:  
O oxygen of my life,  
O fountains of the soul sailing within me 
The voyage stretches as it is endless,  
Crossing every sea and every station,  
Spreading joy with resolve.  
It searches...  
Scatters my chambers,  
Digs through my memories’ files 
In the eyes, a turmoil and confusion

Embodying resolve, yet unresolved...  

Brief moments  
The veil of secrets falls,  
Waves awaken from slumber.  
Your eyes... twin stars and twin waves,  
Cast glances in succession,  
Wringing memories  
Drop by drop  
As tears flow freely...  

And anew,  
Roots are born  
Green virgin meadows,  
Tears burst into radiance and candles...  

In the cells,  
In the grieving heart,  
Love’s gifts endure 
Budding blooms  
Blossoms to mend wounds of years...

Best Poems Written by Majed Dodeen

Year of the 50th For Uae Golden Jubilee

Silent Love

Life Is a Short Journey

They Wonder

The Great Success

Pouring Raindrops By Majid Dodeen

HOME DOES NOT DIE

I Do Love You!

The Faithful Student by: Majed Dodeen