Days have robbed us and we lost the way in the darkness of life, the present has come and our hearts are failing a lot without medicine. We longed for the sweetness of our youth, and the grayness of its depressing signs became the title of the current stage.
Life spins us in closed circles that are thinner than fishing line.
Memories of the past
There is no decision, no escape, no resistance, memories that were like smiles in the midst of misery and stumbling blocks. We were flying like butterflies among the orchards, anticipating and having fun with a pure mind far removed from desires and evil, worries were killed, doors and windows were closed, and we were kept from fresh air. How long will a person swim in a sea of ​​deprivation and ships wrecked in the open seas far from the shores of salvation?
Ideas that conquered minds
Black thoughts occupied minds and lost rationality and statement, and hearts were very sad about separation, a longing that desires me to return and then I keep looking for solutions, the steadfastness of breaking the steadfastness of the mountains and the hills of matter covered everything, we replaced the goal with the means that is not the justification for reaching happy aspirations, friends in the exile They were left on the sidewalk, they were not able to continue the road together to the end, dreams after dreams and still fog covered all corners, the train of life was designed to run over the honorable instead of connecting the parties,
When will the dream become a reality that bears fruit and sprouts in a land of the vast desert, planes roaming the world in search of work and a little knowledge that benefits the believers, planted our feet between snowflakes and the emergence of mud stopped our steps to continue and touching arms and warm feelings, a child crying from the ladders of pain hates the distance, screaming from The anguish of longing, patient himself with what the time carries of worries, counting the days and counting the hours, sleeping dreaming of meeting, waiting for loved ones on coals of fire, straying away whenever he remembers touching hands and walking side by side,
What a life full of contradictions
What a life full of contradictions and contradictions in relationships that became prevalent in a bygone time, lying covered by the majority of people, in a world in which conflicts and conspiracies increased, honesty went with fierce winds, and the return to the truth became in need of the brave and brave. To dust one day I walked miles over it, a river that the complainant listened to and an outlet for groans. They wronged you and said, Go and bring everything that distracts the soul from paying taxes, favoritism, intermediaries, and bribery spread between the shepherd and the shepherds.
Oh hope, near enough, far from relatives. We have tasted all kinds of bitterness, O great father, young children need you, the gains of remoteness are the treasures of loss and diaspora, a call to a mother in the morning seeking safety from all evils, a brother looking for safety in a bond of blood ties that will never turn into me The cold waters that are empty of feelings and emotions, the hypocrites have multiplied and played with adults, and locusts have spread to eat on dry land and crocodiles devour the weak in the oceans. Let us return the whole matter to the Lord of servants and trust him and ask the question and the splendor of the answer from the Most Merciful.
How did the days come to be?
The days have become like warring states a little they gather together, the truth is returned despite the darkness of the picture and the foggy landscape and the incursion of miscreants into the regions, in the past longing and with it nostalgia used to call upon the unknown lover who washes the heat of years and extinguishes the burning summer fire, and in the calm companion winter.
O moon, I have nothing but a refuge in the darkness of your light, O stars, keep my path and draw my path, O land, I will make my steps, and O heaven of the most honorable servants with rain.
