Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla
Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla Poems
No need killing ourselves like a tiger. We all belong to likewise clan in the name of belief as an identity and burgeon.
We are the whole Sudanese under the sun sparkles vivid when we shake off a fetter for clannish; when we can empathize nourishment for bounty, hatred for love, animosity for pity, hostility for pax.
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Our hearts were broken for good. I would always be over mileage, tears had been falling now for so long, you have been unchained from desolation and sufferance.
You have been liberated, your tale has touched ruck, all close and widely a mile, on the night you were taken from us, in the sky was a lone glisten star.
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I hear the winds of autumn sigh. You were someone who I love from the heart.
You were the person who helped me through difficult times, your comforting words were worth much more than dimes.
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The true essence of sacrifice rebounds as devotees meet up in every place of worship close-by. A jubilee is a favor from the Almighty that came along to praise our hearts to sweep pacification and infatuation, to dig belief in a single part A glorified bounty to dust away our tears to flavor souls and dissolve our panics to shimmer with faith with our breathless loyalty and wink radian beams, pursuing pride and jubilation in every single demeanor, of a child's ebullient twigging a booming inward gleam.
Pinning hearts and spirits with the inmost pure love, yearning and missing for your tranquil liberation to snap swivel of bliss that once been stalked by a hasty final rest of a loving piece of the soul until a divine being will propel hopefully bright side, just be meek to get over all dismay smile and share the joy of festival and admiration, and work even rocky to embrace heaven.
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It hits me hard, the pain of locking away my feelings fight against the hate my soul can't handle any more bruises.
Love is that feeling that when reigns kill us silently, in my heart, I have been praying to understand the situation we are going through.
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Epoch then slacks down, and way down we hear torpedoes of buckshot dashing past us in gradual gestures as if we could attend and spunk them out of fragile waft.
Snivel of the heartache that has passed like a flame to sear the meadows of our brain and depart our lives like filthy stubs of tatters upon the crumbled of our impression.
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Thee marched down into nowhere only conducted by the certitude we have for each other you recited with one voice, cheeky of our foibles and flaws.
If life has an equal, thee won't straddle to remake it, stencil after stencil, the time wallflower claimed to still be apart from you.
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Sudan is where the Nile flows into, the current wrangle agitate and dissolution lavish the native land as precursors broil for a ruling.
We are virtuous pure in the salvo, unsure our down the line is filled with murder angst our tears were fallen and our fortunes fuzzy.
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I can never underestimate your value in my life, dear sons. You've got such a very strong hold on me. There's nothing I can do without
I don't care who is for or against me. Nothing will ever make me turn my back on you. You're my flesh and blood, and it's only important that I keep loving, protecting, and supporting you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me
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I often whisper to Allah about you, He knows how much I hack you Likewise, I beseech for you and your mellowness I worship for us, I don't know what destiny might hold for us forever But I'll not lose passion That is a bunch of hope of belonging to you someday and being called your better half You're my inspiration and trust, you can make me feel like a king; I fall for you no matter what some say, I l take a fancy to you in both good and bad times, I enchant you despite all your deficiency I'm your truehearted man, and that's more than blazing, oh I'm your hauberk and your back-up you need me Yes, I'm your moon when you need to illumine your days I deduce when you need some leisure Your smiles, your sarcasm, your plea, mischances, and scares You tread into my life, you take my heart, and you grasp it You walk by my side for certainty, you must be my angel Your nature beauty is my eyes and your meekness I'm fond of keeping you, I'm still yours while you're a true lady I'll always dote you for God, far or near For Allah's sake; may the Creator always bless you; I plead that Allah showers you with faith May Allah the Most Merciful forgive all our crimes, satisfy all our good deeds, guide us to all that Allah loves, and reunite us with our Muslim loved ones in paradise near Him Allah and His honorable Messenger Muhammad (peace be upon him)
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I feel you all around, the beauty, the wind, the enigma chutes of my respect run thorough into the hollows of your heart
Our hearts are so spruce and feeling so dulcet
I aerate you more with every blink of an eye!
I adore to see you when I arouse up
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The moment I concur to you
I digest, I claim to be nearer to you and engage my life with you
You're my first thought in the morning and my last thought in the evening
My day will be awesome when I always envisage you delightfully
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Living frugally to see the grace of nightfall
The resonance of the twine
The affection of the sunshine
Which is situated on the east bank of the Nile River in southern
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There's eternally something more than wheel the soldier to the mission
Don't shoot while you characterize it
If not, you'll fail the mark
All was at peace, the ones you fought for were ventilating so far around your fossa
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You have to care for them in the morning until the sunset
You have to whisper over their ears cordially
When you recognize their eyes, they will plot and play together to amuse you surprisingly
They are only left-hand for the purpose we are blessed
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You fare to witness a dearth of slum area solvent overcrowding
Demolished parlors and shocking situation incurable
Clans torn apart and bowling along into cities
Everyone is mislaying with no steering
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Honesty is a virtue that is highly valued in society
Building trust strengthens relationships and helps you abide by integrity and decency
Frank people don't shame away from relating the truth, even if it's hard
The ones who tell you that, yes, that shirt does make you look like a disco ball, but they also help you find something that flatters your figure
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In your eyesight, I see my walk
In your heart, I possess my hearthstone
With you, I am a model
Along and straight
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If you want a horizon with peace in your motherland
You've got to stop the war
You will make your home a better place to live
And stop the war
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Oh, Allah
Oh, Allah
There is no god but you, the Knower of secrets and declarations
You're the Compassionate
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Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla Biography
Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla was born on 9th of March 1986 in Khartoum - Sudan. People always call me (Shakespeare) he went to University of Juba- School of Arts and Humanities- Departmentof English Language. He works as a TEFL teacher and IELTS/TOEFL preparation trainer, Freelance interperter / Translator, and Poet. Provided Arabic to English Translation, proofreading, editing, interperted multiple in person interview and workshops for the documentary. Highly acquainted with. political. economical, legal documents, technical phraseology to ensure correct Translation Reviewed and Translation of books. He is inspired poet from the country of exquisite natural beauty, ancient historical attractions and inhabitants well versed in the art of hospitality in central Africa beloved Sudan. He is fond of poetry writing about life and whole thing that happen to human kind, either good or bad. He has got the collection of poems that he writes in various issues: socio-cultural, lamentation, lyrical, narrative, political, love, friendship, pain, especial events of my life, , etc and environmental as well, he always publishes many articles and poems on Sindh Courier is an online news service in Karachi, Pakistan. He had have been worked as a debate leader discussing various topics in many English Institutes, centers, academy and schools over 10 years, and sometimes he helps foreigners who come to visit our state to work with them as a translator or trip guider also, he helps international business people communicate more effectively and comfortably in British English. He does this virtually as non a native speaker, he supports people gain the confidence needed to improve and master accent management is key to intelligibility and thus pronunciation training has become a primary focus of his personalized sessions. He focuses on helping my clients learn how english language system works and then how to put it into action with relevant vocabulary, correct pronunciation. He also can be reached at: americanslang64@gmail.com)
The Best Poem Of Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla
Tribal Clashes In Blue Nile State
No need killing ourselves like a tiger. We all belong to likewise clan in the name of belief as an identity and burgeon.
We are the whole Sudanese under the sun sparkles vivid when we shake off a fetter for clannish; when we can empathize nourishment for bounty, hatred for love, animosity for pity, hostility for pax.
Planning for the future shining much radiant on our hearts as a family.
Well, we're thirsty of peaceful color bar gigs our fatherland Sudan; although we have such several aces love there is no barricade.
Tribalism raises favoritism is an evil; oh children of Adam! They were one family.
The long in the tooth, we become, the more we catch that it's okay to live others don't follow.
Singe is burning heart shines on murky, preponderant, disdainful with time's cinders at our land.
This might be a falsehood by means of, I tell your actuality implicit passion is passing strayed.
Ignorance never builds, but destroys unity; footsteps away intimacy and instills repugnance is all shift murdering.
The soreness has been come to blows in our heart: love against malevolence, love against hazard.
O Allah! Come and rescue never dislike no longer have the potency to dovetail.
We were born to educate from each other reflects our attachment, while times gained an odium, and contra taken.
Not living on the prejudice. We have done ourselves, then good will have vanquished an evil.
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Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla Quotes
life has a huge cycle is incorporating with whole society over the world sharing an absolute intimacy consistenedly.
Understanding is an essential side of being a close friend to someone, whether you are glad or unhappy, meeting a bad situation, you would always gain your best friend.
We are innocent until the truth be told, a long life turns its circles, If we relate our sadness to this world is so corrupt, now we can't trust a single soul around on.
Pretty eyes feel like reading a novel written on my life.
In the lovely land of whole skins.
My uncle Bushir Mohamed Ahmed left us who was a person with a silver heart and battered soul.
The ice has swarmed at the door of hunger storm has hit the earth merciless.
Turf languor to think but couldn't fade away.
Leading movements from street corners to parliament halls are rending skies with slogans of honesty and simple life ways be restored in pure and undiluted forms.
My dear paradise, your love makes every day of my life happy and delight. I'm always yours from my heart and forever will.
My eyes feel like I'm reading a novel written on my life.
Living on Life is a broken winged bird that cannot rise up freely.
Suffering of life is a barren field frozen with wet!
Whether I was having ups or downs, you always helped me with a smile and never frowns.
How was it that I never saw your wings?
When were you here with me?
When you closed your eyes and soared.
The wide streets are still crooked on a dawn basis to act on better future.
Everything you do I think once walk this road how wink and blink time goes.
You're the tranquility in life that diffuses all my fatigues, you gave light to my ghost.
Change is gonna take place so fastly that there is no time to react, instead we must anticipate the future a slight Smile.
I get you from miles away, just to see how you get down feels like an earthquake, every time you come around, you gives me a look, you gives me love that make simplicity.
We smile, we nod at one another, knowing each person rose to the occasion. Oh, how much love, one for another, in this small concreted space, I could recollect it, such a day of days omen.
The jaded mind spasms with its presence, decrepiting glee is with us but to meet that all recurring joy is pain appearing a gain, become a quirk. We struggle, caught. You lie upon my heart as on a roost, you can never know how crushed I am with having you ultimately upon my life. You pickle my freedom from its deserved squall rain.
Shining light hides your beautiful eyes, comes in a super shadow moment.
Time falls and falls through endless space, to when we are, the New Day comes will have many graces, the old day goes sadly earlier & later.
Hooves soundly on the ground, awaking eye to eye with the disorder outright.
I am a Muslim who doesn't believe in violence or killing.
The welkin was lit by the brilliance of the moon, so compelling.
The welkin was lit by the brilliance of the moon, so compelling.
No end of story has been told, several legends have been born.
The true essence of sacrifice rebounds as devotees meet up in every place of worship close-by. A jubilee is a favor from the Almighty that came along to praise our hearts to sweep pacification and infatuation, to dig belief in a single part A glorified bounty to dust away our tears to flavor souls and dissolve our panics to shimmer with faith with our breathless loyalty and wink radian beams, pursuing pride and jubilation in every single demeanor, of a child's ebullient twigging a booming inward gleam.
It hits me hard, the pain of locking away my feelings fight against the hate my soul can't handle any more bruises.
Epoch then slacks down, and way down we hear torpedoes of buckshot dashing past us in gradual gestures as if we could attend and spunk them out of fragile waft.
Sudan is where the Nile flows into, the current wrangle agitate and dissolution lavish the native land as precursors broil for a ruling.
I can never underestimate your value in my life, dear son. You've got such a very strong hold on me. There's nothing I can do without.
I can never underestimate your value in my life, dear sons. You've got such a very strong hold on me. There's nothing I can do without.
I often whisper to Allah about you. He knows how much I hack you. Likewise, I beseech for you and your mellowness. I worship for us.
I feel you all around, the beauty, the wind, the enigma chutes of my respect run thorough into the hollows of your heart.
Living frugally to see the grace of the nightfall, the resonance of the twine.
There's eternally something more than wheel the soldier to the mission.
You have to care for them in the morning until the sunset.
You fare to witness a dearth of slum area solvent overcrowding.
Honesty is a virtue that is highly valued in society.
In your eyesight, I see my walk.
If you want a horizon with peace in your motherland.
Struggle and crave risk annihilating Sudan, where clashing between concurrent generals ruptured mid-April.
Being daisy every day makes somebody's affection for you grow even stronger.
My attraction toward you keeps getting stronger.
Murmurs of my emotions and solicitude set the temper within your bounteous colors.
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