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Clouds

What pain

When the heart darkens gloomily

Thick clouds

come crowding my mind, densely

densely,

gradually.

What sadness when thunder shakes

the mountains of anguish in my heart

violently

violently it comes.

It destroys me,

this lightning

that gleams in the desert of my

soul

but illuminates nothing! 


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suleiman al-fulayyih

The late Suleiman al-Fulayyih,( 1951-2013) a Saudian-Kuwaitian poet and critic, was born in AL-Hamaad desert located on north of Kingdom of Sau…

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