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    dots Submission Name: A Story Of A Mandots
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    Author: Khaled AbdAllah
    ASL Info:    22 - male - Egypt
    Elite Ratio:    4.2 - 129/137/30
    Words: 214
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
    Total Views: 1673
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    Description:
       It is all about a friend of mine who talked to me about his old memories and it is real that everybody think him to be the happiest man, but I saw his inner soul so I wrote this poem ( He is suffering but no one can notice it, he is trying to keep his memories to himself only but I have successed to make him talk about it )..... I hope you will all enjoy it and I will be happy if you show me the parts in which I have mistakes.


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    dotsA Story Of A Mandots
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    That old, cheerful man ....
    The first time you look at him
    you will think that he is the
    happiest man on the whole
    earth.. Talking to him about
    my love took him back to his
    old memories and his first
    love and how he loved her
    so dearly and the times
    he spent with her and their
    little wishes and hopes
    for being together for the
    rest of their life....

    He remembered how they
    both failed in the challenge
    of keeping their love alive
    and be always together...
    For some reasons he prefered
    to keep for himself and said
    " All I know that we could not
    do it " that moment he could
    not resist that feeling of sadness
    which fill his prisoned heart...
    And tears begin to get down
    his eyes like a day of heavy rains..

    He was so tired of talking about it
    Before he leave me he advised me
    saying " Love is great and one
    should enjoy and taste that
    wonderful and splendid feeling,
    One should do his best to keep
    his love alive and breathing"
    With tearful eyes he said " I'll
    pray for you and for every two
    lovers to be always together "






    Submitted on 2006-05-22 16:23:03     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Hey there

    What a poem. It is so lovely. I am speechless dear. I simply love it. I really touchís my heart. Love for me is the reason why some of us are alive. For me I live for love. I consider myself to be one of the happiest persons on this earth, cuz I have experienced love.

    "Love is poverty that makes one rich"

    I read this a few days ago in a book from an Arabic writer called Rafiq Shami and I think his words are very true.
    Back to your poem, it is your best piece well done again
    With love your shabnam
    | Posted on 2006-12-16 00:00:00 | by shabnam | [ Reply to This ]
      This is ever so sweet. I like the images of comparing new and old and the sweetness of love.

    As I read it, I wonder how it would sound in Arabic. The pictures you paint might fit well with the poetic nature of the language.

    Nicely done. Thank you for showing us this part of the human soul.

    Chrystine
    | Posted on 2006-11-11 00:00:00 | by beatthedrum | [ Reply to This ]
      every man has its grief and it was the pain of love in his case , I like the way that even thought he was hurt by love he advised to hold on to it and prayed for lovers , itís a touching story , shows the human nature that hides the pain behind a fake smile .

    Great job
    ~~drakoniss~~
    | Posted on 2006-05-28 00:00:00 | by drakoniss | [ Reply to This ]
      This is a very deep write
    This write almost has a mystical feel to it
    I feel like the old wise man was actually like a saint who only wished to spread his knowledge and love so others may move forward in life
    I rea;;y like the way you wrote this
    Like a fable in poetic sense
    Great Job
    God Bless
    Ron
    | Posted on 2006-05-25 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ]
      This has me thinking...does love abandon people or do people get abandon love. In my experience i have seen that love (in any capacity) reveals the true nature of people. The advice your friend shared with you is truly valuable: love is a sensation that we feel but at times fail to fully experience with our whole being. Unfortuantely we only get to this realisation once love has left us behind because we didnt give it enough recognition

    Well written
    Keep spreading the love
    Nadia*
    | Posted on 2006-05-24 00:00:00 | by AfricanPrincess | [ Reply to This ]


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