sallam yassin

(05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

Magic and true


Sweet places for solace
Is what you bring
From beyond of black
I pet your heart
For serenity of my heart
Tune you speak baby
My Lullaby of nights
Glistering eyes alive
Suddenly gaze
And my hope alive
As the mind also
And you alleviate my pain
And doubt also
That moonlit out of dark
Doubts turn to light
You craft happiness
For my heart
Just you make the dream
So true so alive
Craftiness of beauty
MY love
Is the magic
of my love
and so true

Submitted: Tuesday, May 07, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/8/2013 11:33:00 AM)

    Sallam after going more tan twice I came at this point gist of the poem is LIFE BEGATES THE LIFEMY love
    Is the magic
    of my love
    and so true /My Lullaby of nights
    Glistering eyes alive
    Suddenly gaze
    And my hope alive
    As the mind also
    And you alleviate my pain... kindly explain thank nice penned (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (5/8/2013 8:19:00 AM)

    Through magic of love doubts turn to light and dreams become alive. It's penned nicely with a passiantae heart (Report) Reply

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