اقتباس المشاركة الأصلية بواسطة : منتظر النايف A Message I sat in the evening To witness the turning of the azure sky Like a sorrowful tear .Shed on a rosy cheek from a drowsy eye Odor and nectar :The wind carried from her unearthly residence ;Virginal is her smile ;Rejoicing are her eyes .Frightening is her silence ;Eternal is my love ;Reposing are my words .I am sublime Regretful is my soul :To love who shall never be mine ,A dreamless, charming, delicate ;Titivating, elegant female ;Nymph-like and sublime .By Allah made and spoiled for another male ,All vanishes but her feminine voice .Which rings in my ears from time to time 19 April 1996 This is wonderful