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Mohammad Ahmad
11-08-2014, 10:44 AM
Sore footed and our camels ardently driven back
And the dunes make the way somehow winding
The time is sunset and the place is deserted
The cameleer was familiar where to go
Nodding in the march whilst he warbling.
And the grass surrounds each side of the way
Here the larks dance in front of the craven
And the sand grouse turn around in flight
He sang where the mirage covered his face
My beloved I am into had been consumed
Here my songs murmuring with my breath
As it has been perfumed from thy atmosphere
Thus, I am engraved in passion day and night
You the lover of darkened eyes never I saw.
Had been glimmering as two oasis at midnight
Lashed up with tall reeds looked evergreen
My heart yearns to you as my camel
And I felt as if the sun comes down
It burns me as so as your passion does.
I am wandering and my camels were loaded
To thou tribe carried so much flour and dates
A girl whose cheek I assumed a pink rose
And the perfume from her neck diffuses scent
I love you as far as the sky looks loftily aired
And as much as it has underneath a ground
You are my eyes and everything I had
And between my ribs there is flammable passion
When I see you, my desert will be ever verdant
As my heart never can console except for you
I hear you my melody from that distance
And I feel as if your eyes watered me

YesNo
11-08-2014, 11:12 AM
I liked the last line about her eyes watering him with her eyes being two oasis.

Mohammad Ahmad
11-08-2014, 11:20 AM
Thank you pal. it jumps up to my mind as soon as I watching a film about camels

cacian
11-08-2014, 02:48 PM
a very deep and charming write Mohammad. :)