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الله يخزيكم.. مافيش احتفال؟! - نسخة قابلة للطباعة +- نادي الفكر العربي (http://www.nadyelfikr.com) +-- المنتدى: الســــــــاحات العامـــــــة (http://www.nadyelfikr.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=3) +--- المنتدى: قضايا اجتماعيــــــة (http://www.nadyelfikr.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=60) +--- الموضوع: الله يخزيكم.. مافيش احتفال؟! (/showthread.php?tid=6221) |
الله يخزيكم.. مافيش احتفال؟! - سيناتور - 03-10-2008 Oprah - World's Most Dangerous Woman http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFtKIztRtnY...feature=related حقيقة المذيعة الأمريكية Oprah Winfrey http://akhawat.islamway.com/modules.php?na...cle&sid=680 let us pray: "our oprah who art on tv, tell us what to think, give us this day your books to read, and lead us not into rational truth, but deliver us into the new age." :D الله يخزيكم.. مافيش احتفال؟! - سيناتور - 03-15-2008 A Girl by Ezra Pound The tree has entered my hands, The sap has ascended my arms, The tree has grown in my breast- Downward, The branches grow out of me, like arms. Tree you are, Moss you are, You are violets with wind above them. A child - so high - you are, And all this is folly to the world If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine الله يخزيكم.. مافيش احتفال؟! - سيناتور - 03-17-2008 Woman Work by Maya Angelou I've got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry The baby to dry I got company to feed The garden to weed I've got shirts to press The tots to dress The can to be cut I gotta clean up this hut Then see about the sick And the cotton to pick. Shine on me, sunshine Rain on me, rain Fall softly, dewdrops And cool my brow again. Storm, blow me from here With your fiercest wind Let me float across the sky 'Til I can rest again. Fall gently, snowflakes Cover me with white Cold icy kisses and Let me rest tonight. Sun, rain, curving sky Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone Star shine, moon glow You're all that I can call my own. |