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By Yusra Al-Ayoubi

Nostalgic Poems

Give Me Another Day


The Black Moon

The Happiness of Woman

The Martyr

The Map of the Upright Way

The Rape of Amytis

The Anger of the Rock

The Coming Time

The Liberator

The Merchants of Tadmur

The Flags of Pirates

The Silent Devil

The Heavy Inheritance

The Copper Idol

Piece After Piece

The Snow Puppet

The Soothsayers

The Spirit of the Age

Soldiers and Liberators

Why Nebuchad Nezzar!



God burst when He was alone

From his fragments Man was born

All His creations

ًWith the moon and the sun


In the veins of Life, ran His soul

I'm a drop of this Great soul

From me He procreated,

ِِA refined race

A Woman, an artist,

A bridge to great aims


How many portraits I painted

To become effaced

For others to be revived

With those pale shadows,

Life, my mother, was not content

Experiments they were to better intent


In my present life lies,

An Eternal secret

Why I am afraid?

Death is not fearful,

When I beget a child

To surpass me, to carry light,

To a better World


The greatest happiness to Woman

 Is to be the Mother

Of man or woman,

Attaining heroic advantages,

 To the Progress of Life


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