الكعبة المشرفة قدسية لا تنال منها الإساءات.. بقلم / الإعلامية اليمنية بدور الديلمي

Thirsty before you, by the poet and writer... We have goodness in you.

Thirsty before you

My soul

Like land that has forgotten the touch of rain

And like a heart that remained for a long time

He calls out a name that does not come.

I desire you, not as a passerby in a story.

Rather, like a pulse

If he is absent, the rhythm of life is disrupted.

Objective:

If you come

I will open all the doors of my soul to you.

And I confess to you:

Here I was waiting for you

And here,

 Long ago,

My heart almost dried up from bitterness 

Disappointments

Oh my God!

How beautiful is the music of my heart

With the symphony of your love

The color of the music

green

And I am a butterfly that lives

With your hand's water

Vatrata 

And it is sufficient

By:  Adnan Khair Bek