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Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [1/27/2020 7:36 PM]

Home To Destitute

Seyyid-Ali


They are feelings,

it has the permit to slaught, to slaughter,

to manhandle ladies.

For the sake of a state, for the sake of a controlled text, even for the sake of cow.


Individuals were shoted down,

Kids lose their Mothers,

Considering the following day break to be vagrants,

They lose their Country,

They are vagrants, no Mother nor Country!

they are Destitute.


Sorry my senior sister,

you lose your virginity through a posse of Men,

sympathies my sister, you creep to death,

Sympathies to those Mothers, they are getting some information about their girls, would she say she is fine?

furthermore, bite the dust on the field, consumed by the feelings.


Feelings are viciousness, demonstrations of annihilations,

For the sake of the All-powerful Ruler,

He is only one, yet interesting individuals flood their blood each other to demonstrate who's Master is genuine.

To demonstrate who's property is Israel.

Our dad is something very similar, Our maker the All-powerful,

You are the idiotic people groups,

Segregate the Men by your own feelings,

I need to say, as you, I'm the child of Adam and Eve.


O they say Jesus told,

Love your foes,

I don't have any idea why, some doesn't adore their Adversaries.

Also, some say we are the anointed one, I need to ask, would we confirm or deny that we are the manifestations of Ruler?


I will lose my Homeland, going to lose my darling ones,

I will be destitute, no longer I had an ethnicity.

Furthermore, this is all they need, this is all they wish,

To make the local area of our aide Muhammed into roads.

O Satan, you won by your fascism, however I'm the at any point time champ, by my understanding, and by my heart.


Verse Of A Self observer, [2/5/2020 8:17 AM]

You believe your face should stow away from me, kindly don't!

You maintain that my tears should be shed, kindly don't!

You hurt my heart with your adoration, it is clear, you maintain that I should be shamed, kindly don't!

The remains of my heart are the home of adoration, you believe I should feel your nonappearance, kindly don't!

 Nasimi got mindful of your affection and became miserable, most likely you maintain that I should make certain of it, kindly don't!

- Seyyid-Ali Nasimi


Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [2/11/2020 7:31 PM]

MAKE-UP

Seyyid-Ali


Make-Up is utilized to make an up,

Used to cover the intricacies,

So make-up is fundamental for wear,

To control ourselves to each other.


Satisfy up can make ourselves,

By putting extra tones to our face.

Also, without that one can impeccably figure out our feeling by the absolute first look.

So here and there concealing our feelings from others is better.


Human are confounded creatures,

Understanding others and make one more perceived ourselves is actually so hard.

However, false impressions and misinterpretations are simple.

However, obviously, assuming that we put some make-up, we can completely counterfeit ourselves,

We can chuckle at one at whatever point our heart sob, and we can sob at one when their heart snicker somewhere inside.


So on the off chance that you put some make-up, it's truly better for you.

It's truly better for other people,

To give no consideration to you.

We're in a deception, a fictional universe,

So it's smarter to conceal ourselves, on the grounds that to safeguard ourselves.

So awesome of you who are best in putting Make-Up.


Verse Of A Loner, [2/17/2020 9:32 PM]

Breeze's Dance

Seyyid-Ali


Breeze embraced,

Softened scent of the sand murmured,

At the point when she kisses the main drop from the blue barbie sovereign.

Aroma of the clever sand, quiets and breath.

The bird's asylum influence alongside the spices and bushes.

The sweet chimes jingles and swings with the breeze's dance.

Ocean and shore accounted for the scabrous sound.

Blue gives her bosoms for material, dim draws.

Done an octopus' artfulness.

Furthermore, a craft of burst has displayed on any place a man's eyes lies.

Gone before by the non sweet melody.

On the patio of home, brilliant grasses widened.

Mother called out loud; go o fabric!

Pouring Alissa is going!

What's more, she takes her rainbow shaded mushroom brolly and leave,

"The Divine force Of Little Things" on the table and told;

It's June, my late spring has passed so quick!

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