Hybrid Nebula, What did you think of me?
I fear the spelling of Abu Harmalah
I have been describing it too long,
and fixing the problematic ratio
Please paint it with serenity,
and cast his flock with prayer
I see him faithfully, and to him
Wafaa, If it does not belong to him
Do not be jealous of another brother,
If you haven’t tested it first
If I think of him,
And he departed from the covenant or changed it
I was not the first to miss him,
have a friend, some of what i hope for
Did I not single you out for what I knew?
out of love, and the complementary syllable
And I ask of you, Abu Salih,
And what was your right for me to ask him?
I tell you that you are answered
for the sweetness of the place, and the house
And my recompense was what he knew
And what you shouldn’t have done
I see you went back to your grandfather
Sheriff, and his dilemma story
and carried him into the womb of his palace,
wicker rag, Used
If black from behind her grille,
You imagined the ton inside him
For God, his appearance is luminous,
And they found him on the dump
Flies swarm its cradles,
and a bomb covered him with a bomb,
There you would call it peeled
when you imagine that it is abolishing it