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 Jan 2015 Zay
Mohammad Skati
هذا الطفل الذي لم يبلغ الحادية عشرة عاما                                                                                 كان جائعا جدا ...جدا ....                                                                                                     الجوع كافر ....                                                                                                                حاول ان يأكل فتات موائد الآخرين                                                                                         و لكن الرجل اللئيم                                                                                                            صفعه و لكمه بشدة على وجهه ....                                                                                         جرى الدم من انف الولد                                                                                                    لأنه تجرأ على اكل فتات الموائد                                                                                             فما بالكم اذا اقترب من الطاولات !؟                                                                                        الجوع كافر و ابن حرام                                                                                                 و هناك اناس لا يشبعون                                                                                               و اولاد حرام ....                                                                                                      الجائع ليس شحاذا                                                                                                        و لكن القدر ساقه هكذا ....                                                                                              ارحموا من في الارض                                                                                                  يرحمكم من في السماء ....                                                                                             انهم ليسوا شحاذين ! انهم ليسوا شحاذين !
 Jan 2015 Zay
Mohammad Skati
Fall,Winter,Spring,and Summer are                                                                      Four seasons mean those four pages of a year ...                                                 In Fall , all leaves fall aground ,                                                                               In Winter , all trees are leafless ,                                                                              In Spring , all blossoms start a new life ,and                                                          In Summer , all fruits are ready for us ...                                                                Four pages are meant a new life ...                                                                      ___________________­__
 Jan 2015 Zay
Mohammad Skati
If you think that                                                                                                       One individual , two individuals ,or                                                                        Or even a million of individuals love you  , then                                                                    You are completely mistaken                                                                                  Simply because you need                                                                                        The whole world to love you in truth ...                                                                  If the whole world loves you in truth ,then                                                             That is called true love anytime ....                                                                                ___________________­_
 Jan 2015 Zay
Mohammad Skati
Snows challenge our existence and                                                                         We're completely incapable of                                                                                Doing anything ....                                                                                                   Life-threatening blizzards challenge                                                                     Us with their shapes and their sizes ....                                                                   In front of God's ability ,                                                                                          We become like tiny grains of sands ............                                                          Ugly blizzards are ugly monster                                                                          That prey on us ....
 Jan 2015 Zay
Babu kandula
When I cannot
see you

How can you
Expect me to
feel the life

When I cannot
touch you

How can you
Expect me to
feel the sense

Without your
Presence
I am a dummy
Doll

Just have some
Capability to
Walk and Talk
Eat and Drink

You are my half

When you are not
with me

My other half is
Senseless

I know how to
share love

Do you how to
take it

If yes, then be with me
 Jan 2015 Zay
Babu kandula
Two trees are
Talking

"From our
Wood
Many of the
Crosses were
Made"
,said the
First tree

"So, .." ,Asked the
Second tree

"I am waiting
For one Jesus
But, couldn't find
One".


Extended the
First tree...
After Christ we are
Been waiting for
Another one

An old one from
Tamil language
One of the South Indian
Language
 Jan 2015 Zay
Babu kandula
There are times

When
I am all alone

My room filled with
Darkness

My mind filled with
Nonsense

May be every one will
Face this
Some feelings of
Loneliness
Hurts a lot
 Jan 2015 Zay
The Darkness
Density
 Jan 2015 Zay
The Darkness
**** rises to the top





Gold sinks to the bottom.
Monkeys love playing with ****.
 Jan 2015 Zay
ryn
Reminder
 Jan 2015 Zay
ryn
I recently got reminded... Oh how I am caught
In a delicate web of disillusions
Make me see what is actually not
Make invisible my heart's secret questions

Been successful in putting aside all grief
But truth has it's way to make you pay
You can bury all grievances; you can mask all disbelief
But it'll all catch up; these things you've kept at bay

Make your silly compromises
To have the the best you just make allowances
Keep up your futile pretences
Accommodate your selfish preferences

Day had dawned where each question need their answer
Questions I've shrugged and left unaddressed
Indistinguishable when fact and fiction begin to blur
When dreams and reality have coalesced

Tonight I lay with the load I bring
Body asleep with my heart fully awake
Blessing or curse, this rude awakening
Decisions and choices left for the following suns to make
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