Daily Archives: November 29, 2016

#519 — In Her Single Glance;

In the valley of dolor,
She glanced at me,
And in her single glance,
My soul became a captive;
Take care the use of those daggers,
My fate is written on their blades.


#518 — Write My Salaam;

O breeze,
Turn east, then south ,
and then west before North,
And blow On the path,
The gazelle trots.
O breeze,
Smell every droplet,
Of dew you see,
And write my salaam,
On the path, the gazelle trots.