Here is one of my poem , read it carefully

From	Sky89 <Sky89@sky68.com>
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Subject	Here is one of my poem , read it carefully
Date	2018-07-19 11:53 -0400
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Hello....

I am a white arab...

Here is one of my poem , read it carefully:

To be able for you to understand my following poem, as you will notice i 
said this on my following poem:

"Our mirror is also like silence"

Silence is also like divine because and it is also "perfection", this is
why i am saying that: "Our mirror is also like silence", i mean that
our mirror is like perfectionning, or perfection, so it is morality as
i have explained, because, i mean by "silence" that it is complete 
silence of our thoughts , so complete silence is not having 
consciousness, it is like a piece of paper, a piece of paper is also 
complete silence, because it is not consciousness, so a piece of paper 
is like divine, because it is very "strong" because it doesn't feel 
suffering and it doesn't have difficulties , but it is also weak if we 
take the measure and the reference as being it much much less complex 
than other very complex objects.

So here is my following poem of mine that i have thought in "arabic" and 
that I have written in english, read it listening at the same time
at the following song, the following singer of the following song is 
called Hamid Bouchnak , he is morrocan like me, and he is one member of 
the family of my mother , so he is a member of my family:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zYYERyXNQhc


And here is my poem:


Our mirror is also like the desert

Our mirror is also like yesterday

Our mirror is also like silence

Who comes with resonance

Who comes with joy and fear

Who hurts us and warms the heart

As a fighter from the first hour

Who defies evil and misfortune

The song of nightingale comes from afar

Like the fire of our hate that goes out

Proud because love is eminence

Proud because it is also a dance of patience

The time that recedes and that advance

Spirit suspended with consonance

And spirit suspended with clemency

And an already lost spirit

And spirit lost in suffering

The time that recedes and who advances

Because it's like the seed

Since it is also evil and good

Who makes us distrustful

But our love is like an alliance

Who makes us warm and makes us hope

And since the reason is like seasons

So, hello to you man of reason!


Thank you,
Amine Moulay Ramdane.

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