Saturday, July 6, 2019

 By Faleh Al Khazraji
My Love


My sweet dreams always in twilight
Focus on his cheerful presence at night
To be free l rely on his wing and flight
To be witty l depend on his pen and write
To be strong l always lean on his might
He is a demonstrator for human right
A brave fighter if others impose a fight

In kindeness my Lord has a deep insight
His poetry star is gracefully bright
His love tree always fruits quite
His love in sadness is divine delight
He embraces and hugs souls tight
In friendliness he is going alright
And in qualities he is beautifully upright
     By Faleh Al Khazraji

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