Ramadhan Coming..!

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Memories of the Olive Tree

Memories of the Olive Tree

Since Autumn has arrived on our front door,
Olive trees thicken, fighting against the fall, Subtle smiles, midday light has given,
Plucking the the ripe fruits, ever so tempting

Years passed, trees and fruits, all weaver and fade,
The moment my Lord has invited my love, into His presence,into His shade,
leaving me alone, watching this threadbare, this old, olive tree,
which I am leaving, turning for spring, to ripen and thicken, lavishly. 

Beside the shade, I am reminiscing, 
My love, in heaven, I would pick the fruits of this nice olive tree,
with you,
once again. 

Shafiq Said

 

Intabih!

You keep trying to tell the truth about who you are but you keep changing, every time someone listens.

I Wrote This For You, My Dearest

 

If I have a choice to carve our name,

I'll carve on a seed,

it might be cracked,

it might take long time.
  

But I sure,

there will be rain of hope,

the seed will grow up,

to be a tree of memory,

between you and I..

*****

Dear You,

I really want to say,  "Thank You."  There are nothing that I can get for you besides that words.  I really appreciate this relationship and I hope that this will everlasting till Jannah.

Deep in my heart, I pray that He will bless us with His Kindness and Love. 

Truly,

Me

E.N.D

"END" is not end . . . 

In fact "E.N.D" is " Effort . Never . Dies". . . 

"NO" is not denial . . . 

..."N.O" is " Next Opportunity". . . 

Be Optimistic ! ! !   :)

Wonder