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                           1Entrapment 2012
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                    Being president since my youth:
                  Whatever I want I do without oath
                   For that, I built Democratic Party
                    To rule and control my country;
               After that corruption, multiply in Egypt.
                   In politics, education, or any job;
                      For 25th revolution is set in.
               We gain our right for my mother Egypt.
              Thanks a lot to remonstrators and martyrs
                   Those youth of face book help us
                          In these adjustments,
                 Face book is a legend of technology,
                We use all what related to psychology,
                  To keep our people away any hurt;
                  We can guide youth with fine chart,
            After that, President announces his exchanging
                We rise up with delight and chanting.
                  Let„s create fan pages in face book,
            To interchange many notions within this book;
                 You must be aware of any trap book,
                We are not deceived within any trick.


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                            Stained souls

                   I walked along a marvelous field
                         To see green crops,
               I saw that white beautiful peasant yields
                         And harvests grains,
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Her mind is like old cow,
                                                     Asked me to usurp what she yields
                                                        Therefore, I sturdily refused,
                                                I told her that I could never steal any thing
                                                                That you bring,
                                                 She taught me not to breach any promise
                                                     Alternatively, take hold of any right
                                                           Before I know, its source
                                                           You must afraid of Allah
                                                            Whatsoever any tight,
                                                        I drank its river, ate its crops,
                                                         And educated in its schools,
                                                   Thus, I cannot strike it with any tools,
                                                  As well as I cannot draw from our rules,
                                                          She laughs at my absurdity
                                                              She is out of sanity
                                                      And gathers her sons and decides
                                                    To eradicate my liberty and my soul,
                                                    I stood firm all time but I always fail,
                                                     I never shout with loud cry or wail
                                                    I call my friends for giving me a help
                                                           To get rid of oppression,
                                                  Hence, they have to do a great mission,
                                                         To modify all stained issues,
                                                   Before we tainted these bad diseases,
                                           We modify all corruption and upside-down matters,
                                       After 4 months, I saw her as a cow behind jail with her sons,
                                                In white suits behind the butcher to slay it,
                                                 We are youth delight for our triumphs,2
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                      That is the great news that raises our head into the starry skies.


                                                                  3* Free Will
                                                       It is my way towards election,
                                                       I must go and do any action,
                                                        In my home, in my country,
                                                         I find love and democracy,
                                                           Great space of freedom,
                                                         It is liberty on high dome,
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Here, you find expansive living,
                                                After the era of no living,
                                              Ambiguous era of no living,
                                            Wake up from deeply sleeping,
                                                Stop sorrow and weeping,
                                               Run a way to world of light,
                                               Away from harm and bite,
                                              All comes to you never easy,
                                            You must be serious not crazy,
                                             Be clear in thinking not hazy,
                                                 It is kite of three colors,
                                            Come on the gate of no refuse,
                                           The time of objection and abuse,
                                              Help me to mend and reuse,
                                      The ability of flexible belief in abstruse,
                                                Let me hide all hypocrisy,
                                       My name is freedom and democracy,
                                      It is a name of the quality not nepotism,
                                               Wide the way of no flicker,
                                           It is time for doctor and hacker,
                                                Twit all day with no stop,
                                                   You are free and fop,
                                             It is time to communicate and
                                                Cope with love and hope
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                    Ambiguity 4

                                        Alone I live in an ambiguous world
                                             I cannot find who is right
                                         I watch everywhere many a plight
                                               I cannot say any word.
                                               I set watching the bird
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Soaring in the sky without chains,
                                        Search for food, drink, and secure shelters
                                                 Everything becomes complex
                                                I am gone back to take my axe
                                            Nobody can challenge with me or nix
                                             When as I cannot achieve any goal
                                            Chained to the jails of dictatorship in
                                           A world, usurp all rights and freedoms
                                                  So envious with mass of gall
                                                 Firmly, I shout that is enough
                                                We are all human beings must
                                             Have all legal rights and freedoms
                                         Those deal with us as if we were animals
                                               In a vast field and beat us more.
                                           World of politics becomes compound;
                                               You can find cunning and kind,
                                                         Polite, impolite
                                                  Weigh those in your mind,
                                                  We must know who is right
                                                   In this world of ambiguity,
                                                Political quarrels sustain all life
                                                    To the sense of hatred;
                                                    So we must be reunited,
                                                     To get rid of ambiguity
                                                  To raise Egypt from bribery
                                               With the sagacity of oppression
                                                All what happens enrages me,
                                                 We must get out to the wider
                                                         Horizon to see
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                       From there to thee
                                             What is right, what is ambiguous?!
                                      That I must know the right way in clear evidence.
                                            Tune your mind and choose the best
                                            Before we find ourselves in the waste
                                        Lands with more plagiarism, and confusion;
                                            Please try to get through the right way
                                             To fulfill our goals before Dismay
                                             We must put an end to all anarchy;
                                                And the misuse of monarchy;
                                                We must live in a free region;
                                           In a space of freedom in every season
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A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                       President elected
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                                          So Sturdy people conquered all corruption,
                                           Decide to choose appropriate president,
                                      To be superior symbol of freedom and be politician;
                                        He must be noble and wise to rule this country
                                                        In the present,
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To be independent and free;
                                                   We must be like bee.
                                          Guess with me, who can rule Egypt?
                                        Egypt is like great pearl in a golden plate,
                                              Which all of us want to take,
                                         We want a trustful person keep pearl,
                                                 Away from all treachery,
                                         We want him to be wise and respectful,
                                           He may be either Sunni or liberal,
                                      However, he may be very neutral in his notions,
                                          Whatever his policy or promotions,
                                             We must choose the best one.
                                           We are in need of wiser president,
                                           To move Egypt into great progress
                                                In financials and politics;
                                                Respect all human rights,
                                             He must not be one of army,
                                        But he must be one of us and very chary,
                                                  Deal with us in esteem,
                                               We must be like one team.
                                            That is enough to all corruption,
                                          We must resist it and protect Egypt,
                                         To be precious pearl in golden plate,
                                        On a high apex away from greedy souls,
                                             It never loses, no way no way.
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                      6     Voices 3

                                           From my heart, I heard holy voices,
                                          Voices from sacred land over the sand,
                                        Tell me in tolerable way about these boys,
                                       Friendly boys with no hatred but good band,
                                            Walked on thorns of oppression,
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                                                                    Prologue of new echo modern play

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There I see a pack of wolves,
                                                   Inside evil ways and curves,
                                               Coming nearer towards the boys,
                                             Beware my boys, they never be toys,
                                               They are the signs of corruption,
                                        Here, I find them so feeble have no action,
                                                   Let me gather all the good,
                                           You are creatures, like me, from mud,
                                                    I must never stand as stud,
                                               So young boys like beautiful bud,
                                             I come to you to discard these bugs,
                                                        Don't be like slugs,
                                      I let gather everybody for great remonstrance,
                                         I find the way for freedom in far distance,
                                                   I have to kill this pestilence,
                                                        These are evil band,
                                                Occupied this holy, sacred land,
                                            Get out get out, run away very proud,
                                                My will rises higher, but bound.
                                             I wait and see the right in well round
                                          It's the voice of freedom, merrily sound.
                                                I shout with them get out get out
                                                     I never know my real fact
                                                        I establish new sect
                                            They come and access freedom's net
                                              And waive the good on high peaks,
                                               Stay in Round Square for weeks,
                                        Never know his intention or what he seeks,
                                                Knows them ghosts and shrieks,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                 Wants to catch them and hook
                                       People draw marvelous poises in great book
                                              Their speech as if churning brook
                                                     So kind persons and folk
                                                  Tell the way for give and take
                                                      Great events never wane
                                            Running quickly and reduce my pain

                                                 In Country Anarchy 7

                                            There! Over the high hill of anger,
                                      I find myself and others obscure and stranger,
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Never, never; my country desecrating with Anarchy,
                                             Every heart is in a need of freedom,
                                                To discard sense of boredom,
                                            My people gather to attack not protect,
                                               Is it sufficient to see democracy?
                                                A title comes to us with dignity,
                                          An evil group, there, stain the air of love,
                                       They want anarchy to plough into peaceful life,
                                              We are inside a great hive of love.

                                                       Who are you?
                                        You are scary screamers under a sea of foam,
                                            In a need of help shouting in moan,
                                        You are merely throats of hatred and defame,
                                             You are unknown without name,
                                            Your hearts beats come in, come in,
                                             You call for gale of no-sensibility,
                                           You lose the real name of prosperity.


                                                       Who are you?
                                                     Really! You are pigs,
                                               Your heads are deceivable wigs,
                                               They become like yolk in eggs,
                                             In a wood of illiteracy you sit down,
                                                  Your gentry is never blue,
                                               You are like foe in bloody war.
                                                 Let me explode the illiteracy
                                                     To reach democracy
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                             It is really a wood of bloody foxes,
                                          No mercy but innocent blood on the earth,
                                             Come and disturb the time of birth,
                                            The birth of new book covers rights,
                                            Slogan of freedom blow up as a kites,
                                            No way to let that evil gang to fox us,
                                           We are needy for courage to be bonus
                                              To what extent we are oppressed.
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It is Anarchy destructs peoples,
                                                It is a horrific disease to liberty,
                                      It throws us away towards a great deal of troubles,
                                             I and you to be cooperative couples,
                                            To diminish the perplexity of doubles,
                                                I see high noises great bubbles,
                                                       You are really mob,
                                                    A mob to be over the top,
                                                    We are not in great club,
                                               Or careless driver mad in a pub,
                                       We are thinkers' not low mindedness direction,
                                              We are the right to be a real action,
                                           We are the voice of legal not destruction,
                                               Think more and more to decide,
                                                  Where your minds to abide,
                                            In a sea of reason with careful attitude,
                                          Or in a whirl or wreckage with no gratitude,
                                                       Just think and reply,
                                                    I am courageous not shy.
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                       Hazy president4
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                                                  Is it real or imagination?
                                           Does somebody want assassination?
                                          That is for me …. I am really tyrant man
                                               I kill all the souls of freedom
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                                                                                   Part from NEW ECHO

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In a blocked prison with sturdy chains
                                                 I live in darkness of oppression
                                       I spread to everybody high quality of depression
                                                  I have no emotions or passions
                                        I want somebody talk to me to know my reality
                                                     In this world of confusion
                                      Tell me how these people dare set off remonstrance
                                                    In every square and suburb
                                            I think more and more about my people
                                            I know that my escort spread oppression
                                                 I admit my faults in my country
                                               It is time to re arrange my relations
                                               To develop my behavior with others
                                                     I want to relieve all secrets
                                                 I want to reveal the real identity
                                                The real faces of those enclose me
                                           I want to improve the quality of everything
                                                        But tell me how?!......

                                               In a sea of happiness I fall off,
                                          Amongst all creatures I have never put off,
                                             The dress of power and authority,
                                                   I feel myself great whale,
                                                But I never feel my face pale,
                                             I recognize people to me say hail,
                                                To us a great delight and fun
                                               I feel myself in higher heavens,
                                                 With no wings nor feathers,
                                          Suddenly, I find myself has no animation
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                             All people desire for assassination
                                            Those want to private these regimes
                                            That is stained with unwise systems
                                                 I try to improve every thing
                                              But I never have power or wing
                                                It is time to modify all minds
                                                I am ready to get the wind of
                                                   I want to get the wind up
                                                  I am a mysterious monster
                                                Has a power and great master
                                                   I am permanent resident
                                            To regain my power as a president
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How horrible to face an acute fate,
                                          Either you are common or senate,
                                       Whenever you gain authority and agitate,
                                       Every free call around you to put in jail,
                                              Don't discard your people,
                                            Or chain every sight of mercy,
                                           Beware of anger not to explode,
                                       And encode the meaning of democracy,
                                      Quickly wash your breast from bureaucracy,
                                       Before the time of discrepancy of voices
                                               To kill you at once ……
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                  Invocation 2012/1433
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                                             O Allah I ask you to remit me
                                            I raise my hand and call you for
                                         Forgiveness and intercessors' meeting
                                         I demand from you to raise my place
                                          In that heavens with good servants;

                                           In a decent family, He was born,
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His heart never wail or morn,
                                                Has the capability to increase corn,

                                                 In this great tribe called Qurish,
                                                   He is bright moon and fresh,
                                              Orphan and poor sought for the good
                                            Blessings amongst that oppressed persons,
                                          Accused him with lie and rejected his prophecy,
                                                    He is the source of mercy,
                                                  This religion is merely legend.

                                         How can you say these lies about this Messenger?
                                          Trees subordinated to Allah due to his words,
                                                  Walked on leg with no legs,
                                             Like lines in book with all admiration,
                                              Expand his religion to every nation,
                                          He spread peace and forbidden domination.

                                            Its branches are like merely wonderful font,
                                               Look like cloud protect him from hot,
                                             Afternoon part its temperature increased.
                                             A suitable Messenger 5enlarge his religion
                                                         All over the world,
                                                 Never expand melancholy or envy,
                                               With marvelous meanings of the word
                                                  For his high morality in his tribe,
                                                    Allow him to augment Islam.

                                                 O Allah, created me from nothing,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                      I asked you be nearby Mohammed in paradises of Eden.
                                            To benefit the Campaign of kind Messenger,
                                                And those who help him in his life,
                                                  To enlarge this tolerant religion,
                                                  A great light guide all humanity,
                                                   With a widen good and sanity.

                                               All hopes of those who praise his,
                                            They could miracle to satisfy these praises,
                                             For his hospitality and his high morals,
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Not all theses morals ever tied to the debauched ancients,
                                                      Either Thermos or in Eras,
                                                  To reach to his meeting in heavens,
                                                   In great miracle erupted all cities,
                                              This Quran could not seem like any book,
                                                In those eras which stained their books,
                                                     To erase all facts and religions,
                                                       A holy book last till now,
                                                     Without alteration or forging,
                                        To be great miracle demonstrates the light of reality.

                                                     This is Islam our religion,
                                          We struggle for its stability and continuousness.
                                              A religion of righteousness and fluency,
                                                Guide us to the morals and dignity.
                                         Muhammad is the noblest Bowden and foreigners,
                                                  The best that walk along deserts,
                                                    Amongst sands and snakes,
                                         To receive his message to those who accepted him.
                                             Muhammad is the crown of all Prophets,
                                                   And truth telling in his deeds,
                                                  O Allah raises the place of Taha,
                                               The prophet of dignity and hospitality,
                                                He is our intercessor in doom's' day
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                                 Cry lost
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                                                             In a dingy way,
                                                   I scared and heard a painful cry,
                                                     Shouting for help and so shy,
                                                         But in a hopeless sigh,
                                                        I go towards the source,
                                                    Quickly with my nimble horse,
                                                 I asked myself, is it a ghost or man?
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But faraway somebody stands and bans me
                                           I sturdily struggle to reply a painful cry-not shy,
                                                    I run swiftly as brightness tiger,
                                          Fighting darkness with a brave heart not stranger
                                        In a tornado in my way to be like poisonous spider,
                                      I heard fabulous voices and evil gets back towards thee,
                                                    The way of shrieks and ghosts,
                                                     I shot my sight to these blasts
                                                   Are these cursed souls, or holly?
                                             Will these ghosts behave kindly, or cruelly?

                                         Lost away- in my wonders- in a deep-sea of sins,
                                                I heard horrific voices and shouts,
                                            Hurried quickly to know what happens,
                                                    I knew that my fate comes.
                                         Suddenly, I conceived myself in an edged curve,
                                                   I heard loud cry as wolf yawl,
                                                      Amid alive and the dead;
                                              My soul in the sky flies high and high,
                                               As if it were a chilly wind fast blown-

                                             My ears feels loud cry from dirty den,
                                                There, I find a strong man ripen,
                                                  Young in age lives in cottage,
                                                       Has no food or will,
                                                  Here, you can find god's will.
                                              A sperm point with no power or will,
                                             Commit all wrongdoings with free will,
                                            Never know observant or in hell will fall,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                            You kill every soul but nobody ever come
                                                               To kill,
                                                A hopeless soul makes slice sob,
                                                          In a wave of lust,
                                                       Never run a way fast,
                                                      Expecting soul will last,
                                                         Sins rising to cast,
                                                  Everything in your life from
                                                          Present and past,
                                                 Your negation will be in dust.
                                                   I still walk along the shore,
                                              I desire to know my god's will more-
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My surprise comes from my heart's core,
                                             I find my soul is very poor,
                                              I wandered if I were sure,
                                          I would go away from my home
                                        To a high palace with a great dome
                                       To what I perceive as a peaceful trip,
                                           I raise my hand to my god up.


                                          I want my chained faith release,
                                             I want love and heart ease,
                                       Come back to god with no prejudice,
                                       In the place of democracy and justice,
                                            You can find love and peace,
                                                 Never loot or seize,

                                             Get up and be active,
                                       Never be oppressed or destructive,
                                        When you tell relatives good bye,
                                         You are secure with easy sigh,
                                               You will never cry,
                                       When you find yourself lost and shy,
                                       You search for yourself but no vain,
                                         You find your will shall wane,
                                        You have a great guilt removed,
                                          Every soul has accurate fate,
                                               Has its given date-

                                       When you know the strength of god,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                        But you are like to plant a stud,
                                          Has neither life nor blood,
                                       You are feeble creature from mud,
                                        How long you wait for unknown,
                                                  It is hazy tone,
                                        Your body becomes one cluster,
                                            It is eternal fate to you,
                                          Whether Paradise or hell,
                                          You have no energy or will,
                                           Here, you have god's will,
                                         Have no choice but perverse,
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Have great prophet but have partner,
                                             With no ability, with no power,
                                              God gifts all strength to light,
                                               You have no energy or will,
                                                Here, you have god's will,
                                                    It is difficult day,
                                          When you never find way of run-a-away,

                                                 You can say any word,
                                                You never find any cord,
                                                So frightened and afraid,
                                                Remorseful for the past,
                                           When you were in this wave of lust,
                                            But you never ever run away fast,
                                             You imagine that evils will last,
                                           You have no concern to god's blast,
                                               You never get away faster,
                                                  To the survival way,
                                              You have no energy or will,
                                               Here, you have god's will,
                                                    It is difficult day,
                                          When you never find way of run-a-away-

                                           It is so horrific scene what never be seen,
                                      It is a wave of divine light surrounds all believers,
                                             They make all good virtue as weavers,
                                                Of silk in high apex by silkworm,
                                                 Face their day and good penalty,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                  In a peaceful place in sanctity,
                                                      Amongst all wonders,
                                       Fasten! O, believers to remittance and paradise,
                                                    And great mercy; blessings,
                                        When you find your souls in so high summit,
                                                 With prophets and messengers,
                                                You may face your god's majesty.

                                              In intensive wave of divine light,
                                               Your soul will never be in tight,
                                                You will be white and bright,
                                              In so long wave that you believe,
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Whether you can relieve, or not relieve.


                                       Whip corruption and wipe your tear,
                                        Life is a car of five- speed gear,
                                         Man comes to it with no wear,
                                         Never know anything or hear
                                              Can obey and bear,
                                        Has parents can bring and care,
                                             Has all ways to be fair.

                                                  From head to toe,
                                           I have no way to love or woo,
                                        Turning punishment shot by shot,
                                                Your sins as wide spot,
                                          In a cot of sins, devils pin evils,
                                          The last time to be remorseful,
                                              The time of no remorse,
                                          It is time for discard the worse,
                                              Loud cry towards the ski,
                                           To be cleansed from all sins,
                                              The time of truth not lies.
                                               So difficult fate you get,
                                          Time of no remorse, no force,
                                               Guilty souls' cries shout,
                                           Waivers of hatred and doubt,
                                       So sturdy moments move into worse,
                                         You have no mind; you are lost.
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                   11 Cry lost 2

                                         So hazy devil wants Man to level,
                                      In the gale of distress and melancholy,
                                       With the ability to spoil human's soul,
                                        Cruel, fool, but feeble in his mind,
                                          Consider he friendly and kind;
                                         Put blockage in your way to bind,
                                      A creature from fire but you from mud,
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With no sense to his god,
                                           Allure everybody to be away from obedience,
                                      Disobey his god without any knowledge of consequence,
                                                 Has no mind to weigh in balance,
                                                 Insinuates evil into Adam's mind,
                                                To be cursed and got out paradise,
                                                   It is an evil tree with no roots,
                                               But a food of atheists and hypocrites,
                                            His god punishes him and sends to earth,
                                                 He has find proper life or hearth,
                                                  So debasing deed with evil seed,
                                               His soul and conscience let him bleed
                                           With remorse, never follow righteous creed,
                                                           Man is so weak,
                                                 But he must be alone and bleak,
                                                    For the good he must seek.

                                              Imagine with me unwounded mother,
                                               A son being punished by his father,
                                                        What can he do?
                                                 Devil whispers evil to that son,
                                                 Towards the way of addiction,
                                               Lost inside a gale of no-transaction,
                                                His interests with great negation,
                                               Weak, absurd, with no protection,
                                                  His parents fill with remorse,
                                                  To use oppression and force,
                                               Son damaged and scattered in vain,
                                                    His senses become wane,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                    His heart is in great pain.
                                                They give him to god as a victim,
                                                A symbol of purification- item of
                                                 Immortality and purity of soul,
                                                      His powers are cruel,
                                                        He becomes fool,
                                                     Evil is a destructive tool,
                                                Every night blackens with plights,
                                                      Two-minute for belief,
                                               Wide range of emotion with relief,
                                               Your sin is tiny spider in vast weave,
                                                Bury your errors in a dark cave,
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Come and store happiness then save,
                                           In your heart without doubts,
                                             With a cord never shouts,
                                            But in the right way not evils,
                                           Lost in vain a disobedient son,
                                                 He is the only one,
                                                    His is the sun.

                                        There! A dirty cathouse and Pussy cat,
                                      Her eyes have great effect on perverse men,
                                         Whom she allures to sleep with her,
                                          To be like husband- and-wife pair,
                                             She has no decency or care,
                                                For the morals or laws,
                                        Striptease6! Attracts intoxicated guys,
                                             Once day in a sexy relation,
                                              That debauched man dies,
                                          Horror and worry stifle her mind,
                                           Her behavior becomes so kind,
                                         She decides to discard prostitution,
                                           And go far beyond her emotion,
                                           Towards a guidance way of god,
                                            To purify her soul and blood,
                                              She becomes bloomy bud.

                                             Cry with me for our status,
                                             Our minds are like brutes,
                                               Suffering from nothing,
                                            However, we have everything,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                             Country is a beautiful song,
                                           Heart is cursed with catastrophes,
                                                  Train hits small car,
                                                  To kick it away: far.
                                             Many bodies scatter in vain,
                                              What increase our pain,
                                                 Infant's cry for food,
                                             To consider the poor fool,
                                             And the rich become cruel,
                                             Oops! Spit at these events,
A




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                                                                            Striptease with no morals

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Come to another place of rest,
                                                         We want our life is the best,
                                                         As we suffering from waste,
                                                         Our pains are difficult test.
                                                          Whip every corruption,
                                                         Wipe every tear of sadness
                                                     Come with me in a place of happiness.
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                      12Reply to Emily Dickinson's poem "because I could not stop for death
                                                          Consolation for the beloved

                                                      My precious Diamond lost in vain,
                                                   My heart became chaff and turned to wane.
                                                     It is a whirl of sorrow in a wide plain
                                                         Wait a minute and distract gall:
                                                         Do not consider Self as a ball,
                                                             To kick, play, or stroll,
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It is precious diamond or baby to call.
                                        Do not console my heart, but my soul,
                                        Here, nature is either gracious or cruel.
                                       But beware of evil or the sense of dismay,
                                        Just precious meanings carved on clay-
                                                My heart becomes gloomy,
                                                   My soul is not bloomy,
                                                   I want the price to pay,
                                                 My soul needs lovely way,
                                      My heart knows the righteousness to convey,
                                                  It is life so a playful play,
                                                     Is Mind a blockage?
                                                     Is Heart a tiny cage?
                                          Is Soul eradicated in a younger age?
                                             I want to catch everything right,
                                       A knight of passion erased many a plight,
                                            And solve all troubles with knots
                                                        Those are tight,
                                              I cried from morning to night,
                                                 Till I lost the whole sight,
                                            I cannot see the evil or the good
                                              I returned quickly to my god,
                                             I find a painful flood of blood,
                                           Standing up, no movement as idol,
                                                    Is it legend or riddle?
                                                It may be frustrated puzzle.
                                         Stop! Breathe for 2 minutes and buzz
                                            Like a bee over gardens or razor
                                                   Over your soft cheeks,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                       Take yourself in a long round for weeks,
                                         Climb up the glory- the highest peaks
                                                  Smile for the widest love
                                                  Think in pair and prove,
                                               Beware of the poisonous evil
                                                 Hug those who love you-
                                        Co-operation7; Are you against or pro?
                                                 Is nature friendly or foe?
                                         Death extracts soul from head to toe,
                                                     Wait and think well
A




                                                                                                     7
                                                                                    Heart and soul

21
You must believe in god's will
                                             I summoned these holy voices,
                                            To write and present lovely poises
                                              It is my energy to write poem
                                                As a reply to famous poet
                                                 I sit down and think a bit
                                               I find out my meanings wet
                                             Running quickly to drink deeply
                                                  I could – after that write
                                              A poem and play at midnight-
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                           13Muhammad and his companions

                                          Great nature with no chains or pains,
                                       Chosen prophet come to existence as sign,
                                      To his nation in Mecca and all over the worlds,
                                         I have never seen like him in every eon
                                           Get up get up to see a plainful light,
                                                To be high with no weight,
                                             In a wave of belief, no extremes;
A




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Beware of Satan and evils,
                                                    To be heavy devils,
                                                     In your clear soul,
                                               Ask for great life in heavens,
                                              When man can find wonders,
                                           You can find whatsoever never seen,
                                         Amazing nymphs with intensive beauty,
                                                 Nice gardens with no tire,
                                                    To plant or irrigate,
                                                  Allah gifts all obedient,
                                        Who achieves all HIS Commandments?
                                                      No tire, no pain,
                                                  You cannot be waned,
                                               Sturdy souls protest for good,
                                                 Have no favor to the evil,
                                                Wondered in the right way,
                                             Demanding lifebuoy from devil,
                                                Find these evils feeble hay,
                                                    In this wave of light,
                                                They asks for good not evil,
                                          They set Muhammad up an example,
                                              For the good and great virtue,
                                                   Like stars in starry ski,
                                       In mid-month as if, they were bright moon,
                                           Her voice in Quran like merry tone,
                                                      In a wide desert,
                                       Such a people with no concern to majesty,
                                             Have no fairs towards their foes,
                                         Have a great honor with no hypocrisy,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                      Fighters with sturdy hearts with no cowardice,
                                                They never lost nor missed,
                                                  Has no hatred to others,
                                            Great companions with great love,
                                                Triumphant with no horror,
                                           Terror has no place amongst them,
                                          In great palaces in the great paradises,
                                              In wonderful scenes of beauty,
                                                  Welcome! O, believers,
                                             To the greatest honor and love,
                                               For those the greatest people,
                                             They spread Islam with no fairs,
A




23
Have good sight to the future,
                                                 Towards the summits of dignity,
                                                    Let's work together to be,
                                                     Like our great scientists,
                                                  Towards the wider progress,
                                                  We are lost in the unknown,
                                                Get up get up to the intensive light!
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                           14Lovely chat

                                             ONCE I created an account on face book
                                                And responded invites of my friends,
                                                    To be positive not like broke,
                                              This is great site neither white nor Dingy,
                                                But indicates all colors of many traces,
                                      Thus, I found fan pages declare many troubles and cases,
                                               Those modify traces of many countries
A




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I greatly estimate this site due to its role in our lives.

                                                      I chatted with a nice girl,
                                              She tried to trap me in a failure whirl,
                                              However, she found me a genius boy,
                                               Who cannot be deceived via any toy!
                                               She assaulted to make love with me,
                                                      I told her I am not free,
                                                     As I „m busy in education,
                                                When as I can never be politician,

                                            To compare our thoughts, I created fan page
                                              Did my best to compete her via her age
                                                She can never know her boundaries,
                                          So she assaulted again to compare two countries,
                                      I told her honey words could not 8modify my thought,

                                                  Please modify your speech,
                                                   I must tell you I will teach,
                                               You how to talk in this way with me,
                                                Wait a minute to have cup of tea.

                                            I ended chatting with her, and I told her
                                                      “I love you so much,
                                            And I want to court you without touch”,
                                          She replied, “I have not any time to love you
                                             That I have many tasks to be and do “
                                                    Thanks a lot for this chat,
                                               I want to tell you I will care my cat
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                 I cannot love any Egyptian boy


                                                     Love under the moon 15

                                               Under the moon, I met my beloved
                                                In this nice night was very bright
                                                To declare my buried love to her
                                                  I tried to prove my sincerity
                                                She refused to accept any charity
A




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                                                                                01276585678 or 01229935986

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She accused me of betray
                                           I could hunt her heart by any way
                                             I rejected all these accusations
                                        Tried to put an end to these violations
                                           I told her that I love you so much
                                                 And asked if I can touch
                                                Her hair and feel debonair
                                                 She allowed me to do so
                                            And told me that I love you too
                                              I continued my whirl of woo.
                                          She bent her head on my shoulder
                                      She wanted to keep her secrets in one folder
                                      The folder of my heart, the spring of feeling
                                                 I imagined having a wing
                                          To fly in the sky with this love story
                                          I demanded a kiss to satisfy all love
                                             She agreed and kissed me first
                                                I felt ease and high power
                                                 As I lived in a high tower
                                              This nice night quickly ended
                                          However, my beloved liked to stay
                                             With me to continue this tour
                                              In a spring of high sentiments
                                              Herby our love lasted forever
                                         With the sense of intensive affectation
                                          To beautify our relation with mercy
                                               I proposed her for marriage
                                               She agreed and gave birth to
                                                   Happy boys and girls
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                            That is my love under the moon
                                             With a happy end to all beings

                                                         16
                                                   Love me …or not

                                      My girlfriend, Break down your haughtiness,
                                             I want you listen to what I say,
                                           Please, do not believe what others
                                      Told you that I am so feeble and portentous,
                                         I am so kindly man loves you sturdily,
                                       In his heart figure of tiny baby who needs
A




26
Affection and love
                                            When I see you I feel so weak and
                                                 Coward to tell my real love
                                            Tiny and old for love and passion
                                              Have sturdy desire for marriage
                                              To satisfy my sex and courage
                                            Live in a peaceful and lovely status
                                              With you and our future babies
                                              I want to pave my way for love
                                                          With you;
                                                     To finish this pursue
                                                In addition, achieve my goal
                                                       Towards my foe,
                                            I want to despise your haughtiness
                                                    And hatred towards me
                                               This makes me like prisoner
                                          Who is degraded from love, passion,
                                                        And Affection,
                                       Severely I cursed with your ignorance to me
                                               Please come and get rid of lie
                                          That put chains between you and me,
                                               I am human being like a bee!
                                                   You must be true not foe
                                                   To believe all my speech
                                                   Without lie or deception
                                                   We want to fly in the sky
                                            To bless with our love without tie,
                                             That is all what I want to believe
                                                    Either believe or doubt
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                               I would go far away to forget
                                      This love which cause my love to be like a die
                                           In merely game whether win or fail
                                                  I want to discard this pain.
                                                 I want to find a another girl
                                                    To make love with her
                                             To be my wife to give me a baby
                                             To improve my life into the best


                                                       Future wife
                                                           17
A




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A white angel is in a bright cloak,
                                          Over the wide horizon of hopes,
                                        She comes and releases every shock,
                                           Sympathetically she comes close
                                         To me and wants love and courtesy,
                                      She knows me a master of love and fancy,
                                       She is in a precious diamond of morals,
                                               White heart with no galls,
                                            Written a chart on it of charity
                                             Her face is a piece from light
                                              Her soul disturb every plight
                                              Her heart attract me to love
                                             Her sturdy will stops to prove
                                             Whether my heart is truthful
                                                    Or rough wave,
                                       Quickly, soul tells her my heart is a cave,
                                           A cave of sensation and passion,
                                         My name is new but in old fashion,
                                        My identity level me to no depression,
                                       So courageous man with high ambition-
                                      Craggy passion from the higher mountain,
                                            I mend, remedy, and maintain
                                        The entire love in my heart to sustain
                                         Her image and carve it in my brain
                                          Last times, my will began to wane,
                                            I scared to miss the lively train.
                                               My heart needs affection,
                                             My life belongs to protection,
                                          My real role is playing vital action.
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                             I want to enclose her red lips,
                                               Her face delights my soul,
                                               Her smiles detect cruelty,
                                            An affective girl in blue gentry,
                                               A wise and weigh matters,
                                            Has good behavior and sanity,
                                          Imagine moon over blue clouds,
                                        Her appearance is like clear shadows.
                                      Good in behavior, and cultivation my boys.
                                        More and more to come with passion,
                                       To remove cruelty and love in fraction,
                                        To keep my heart away from dismay,
A




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To protect our relation from decay,
                                         Lead me to the way of no run-a-way,
                                         To support love in my heart as buoy
                                            Besides bay with no distraction
                                         A tool increases warm and affection,
                                        Gives me power as if life in a high tower.

                                                     18 Echo 2012

                                                 In my home or my country,
                                                   I find no love but paltry,
                                                I find myself so tiny and fool,
                                                    Am I merciful or cruel?
                                                  I want to know who I am.
                                                  Am I mysterious or clear?
                                          I find myself so ambiguous and starry.
                                                   Am I oppressed or fairy?
                                                   I want to face my reality,
                                            Before I confront with my eternity,
                                         I want to feel more and more freedom,
                                                      Tell me, who am I?
                                           I never know anything about others,
                                              Like those, never have brothers,
                                            I find my society in various parties,
                                              Am I a man that people believe?
                                         Am I bogus never relieving any heave?
                                         I search for myself and stumble on me
                                                      In a complex weave,
                                        Hay, tell me how others disease my right,
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                      Although I enter with them in a furious fight,
                                      I look at the wider heavens in brightly night,
                                      Suddenly I feel my face so white and bright,
                                              I know life is so cruel and rough,
                                           I think these and those are so tough,
                                                   Am I curious of women?
                                                    Am I unaware of men?
                                              Is this mind a star in a starry ski?
                                            Is this mind a storm in a dingy fey?
                                                     Please, give me a pen
                                            To write and recite what in myself,
                                            I want to declare all buried secrets,
A




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Those of confusion and stress,
                                              So I want to publish in press,
                                                What others never know?
                                         Any treachery, deception towards me
                                                I suddenly say no-no, no…
                                          I am not like nightingales or parrots.
                                         I want to shut more and more arrows,
                                               To be free in my life with no
                                            Chains, oppression, or confusion,
                                           I desire for starry life in innovation,
                                               Not emulation or imitation,
                                       You must, my heart, never beat with horror,
                                                   Are you merry tune?
                                                    Are you tiny stone?
                                         Come down and live in peace moon.
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                          19
                                                     Friendly baby

                                             So friendly baby in peaceful cot,
                                         Inspires my mind to recite amazing plot,
                                      Sudden memorials get the wind of in my mind,
                                                    When I was young,
                                                 I never had long tongue,
                                             I never told lie or say any song,
A




30
I never harmed others with my arm,
                                      I never believed in legend or charm,
                                        My mind shouted that is enough,
                                                My heart tells me,
                                                I never was tough,
                                                I was bright lamp,
                                           Inside me marvelous chart,
                                             Written like wide card,
                                      Do not deceive others in every time,

                                             I find myself grow old,
                                            My heart becomes bold,
                                          I have great concern to gold,
                                         I coax to great power to hold,

                                           It becomes two- fold book,
                                        My eye peeps at evil like crook,
                                      My hand fights for everything took,
                                       Towards the good I never look,
                                       I steal love from others by hook,
                                          Is this mind kind or shriek?

                                          Evils surround me in my cot,
                                                Consider me boy,
                                               To throw me in coy,
                                          I shout loud to gain lifebuoy,
                                              My soul is never toy,
                                              To be deceived or put
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                       Give me sharp knife I want to cut,
                                       The throat of evil to be not devil,
                                       To be friendly baby as in the past,
                                          Keep my soul away from lust-
                                      It is my heart like a new baby born,
                                              So social not forlorn,
                                      Like a green field feeds green corn.
A




31
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                     Confession 20

                                      Wherever running in this vast land of earning,
                                           I cannot forget those still affect me,
                                      I never forget my mother who is over-bearing
                                             Along life to be like you can see,
                                            To be a famous teacher –so glare
                                      In the space of literature with great meanings
                                          Of love and sacrifice I never disguise
A




32
Those obvious meanings of humbling
                                              My heart needs whatsoever like dice
                                              To reveal to him what in it with luck
                                          My contemplation is not slug or lazy duck
                                         It is a swift tiger or open-minded pamphlet.
                                                 Standing all night await sunset9,

                                        No way to forget a sincere teacher learnt me
                                            To be so good and write my name
                                          On a board of light meanings of honor
                                           And fame to be fluent and accurate
                                                   To write, say, behave
                                              My brain never lives in a cave
                                                  To be forlorn or slave
                                             I am free in my ideas and color
                                            My feelings with white, bright love-

                                           No way to reject any one wants to correct
                                                       What I say or write,
                                            I fight for success in English as quite as
                                             I can gain my science to those I love.
                                      All thanks to a teacher support me with alphabets
                                           When I find my ideas few, near to be dry
                                            To be like idol on the ground and shy,
                                        To summon my ideas to come from one cry-
                                              Then I ask myself why you are shy?
                                             Are not you a creature from nothing?
                                                 Then to be great in your work
                                                  To be sharp like gothic shark
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok




                                                  You must be marvelous lark
                                               To put evil away in a faraway park

                                           Over this higher kingdom of teachers,
                                               I feel myself over the moon,
                                          That is an emotion of sacred preachers,
                                               To support that great prone,
                                           With a great support to my students,
                                          As a new generation towards progress,
                                            Something forces me to not to miss
A




                                                                                                            9
                                                                                        End to my notions

33
The early moments of no learning or study,
                                       When you cannot feed yourself as a feeble body,
                                         Your interests encourage you to be innovator,
                                      To be mechanic of marvelous meaning of philosophy
                                           Building word, sentence, then great essay
                                                How a great, wonderful essay!
                                          These are the moments of your mind –busy
                                           Celebration of success with a great ecstasy




                                                 That is my conclusion in life
                                                 I need clarity not confusion
                                                 Here you are a plate of gold
                                                 To everyone read and hold
                                                  The obvious and the bold
                                                   To my poems …. Above
                                        Author: Ahmed Abdullah Muhammad Marzok
A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok
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1 st volume 2013.docx4

  • 1. 3/29/2013 1Entrapment 2012 1 Being president since my youth: Whatever I want I do without oath For that, I built Democratic Party To rule and control my country; After that corruption, multiply in Egypt. In politics, education, or any job; For 25th revolution is set in. We gain our right for my mother Egypt. Thanks a lot to remonstrators and martyrs Those youth of face book help us In these adjustments, Face book is a legend of technology, We use all what related to psychology, To keep our people away any hurt; We can guide youth with fine chart, After that, President announces his exchanging We rise up with delight and chanting. Let„s create fan pages in face book, To interchange many notions within this book; You must be aware of any trap book, We are not deceived within any trick. 2 Stained souls I walked along a marvelous field To see green crops, I saw that white beautiful peasant yields And harvests grains, 1 www.ahmed-loay.blogspot.com
  • 2. Her mind is like old cow, Asked me to usurp what she yields Therefore, I sturdily refused, I told her that I could never steal any thing That you bring, She taught me not to breach any promise Alternatively, take hold of any right Before I know, its source You must afraid of Allah Whatsoever any tight, I drank its river, ate its crops, And educated in its schools, Thus, I cannot strike it with any tools, As well as I cannot draw from our rules, She laughs at my absurdity She is out of sanity And gathers her sons and decides To eradicate my liberty and my soul, I stood firm all time but I always fail, I never shout with loud cry or wail I call my friends for giving me a help To get rid of oppression, Hence, they have to do a great mission, To modify all stained issues, Before we tainted these bad diseases, We modify all corruption and upside-down matters, After 4 months, I saw her as a cow behind jail with her sons, In white suits behind the butcher to slay it, We are youth delight for our triumphs,2 A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok That is the great news that raises our head into the starry skies. 3* Free Will It is my way towards election, I must go and do any action, In my home, in my country, I find love and democracy, Great space of freedom, It is liberty on high dome, A 2 ahmedloaymarzok@ymail.com 2
  • 3. Here, you find expansive living, After the era of no living, Ambiguous era of no living, Wake up from deeply sleeping, Stop sorrow and weeping, Run a way to world of light, Away from harm and bite, All comes to you never easy, You must be serious not crazy, Be clear in thinking not hazy, It is kite of three colors, Come on the gate of no refuse, The time of objection and abuse, Help me to mend and reuse, The ability of flexible belief in abstruse, Let me hide all hypocrisy, My name is freedom and democracy, It is a name of the quality not nepotism, Wide the way of no flicker, It is time for doctor and hacker, Twit all day with no stop, You are free and fop, It is time to communicate and Cope with love and hope A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Ambiguity 4 Alone I live in an ambiguous world I cannot find who is right I watch everywhere many a plight I cannot say any word. I set watching the bird A 3
  • 4. Soaring in the sky without chains, Search for food, drink, and secure shelters Everything becomes complex I am gone back to take my axe Nobody can challenge with me or nix When as I cannot achieve any goal Chained to the jails of dictatorship in A world, usurp all rights and freedoms So envious with mass of gall Firmly, I shout that is enough We are all human beings must Have all legal rights and freedoms Those deal with us as if we were animals In a vast field and beat us more. World of politics becomes compound; You can find cunning and kind, Polite, impolite Weigh those in your mind, We must know who is right In this world of ambiguity, Political quarrels sustain all life To the sense of hatred; So we must be reunited, To get rid of ambiguity To raise Egypt from bribery With the sagacity of oppression All what happens enrages me, We must get out to the wider Horizon to see A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok From there to thee What is right, what is ambiguous?! That I must know the right way in clear evidence. Tune your mind and choose the best Before we find ourselves in the waste Lands with more plagiarism, and confusion; Please try to get through the right way To fulfill our goals before Dismay We must put an end to all anarchy; And the misuse of monarchy; We must live in a free region; In a space of freedom in every season A 4
  • 5. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok President elected 5 So Sturdy people conquered all corruption, Decide to choose appropriate president, To be superior symbol of freedom and be politician; He must be noble and wise to rule this country In the present, A 5
  • 6. To be independent and free; We must be like bee. Guess with me, who can rule Egypt? Egypt is like great pearl in a golden plate, Which all of us want to take, We want a trustful person keep pearl, Away from all treachery, We want him to be wise and respectful, He may be either Sunni or liberal, However, he may be very neutral in his notions, Whatever his policy or promotions, We must choose the best one. We are in need of wiser president, To move Egypt into great progress In financials and politics; Respect all human rights, He must not be one of army, But he must be one of us and very chary, Deal with us in esteem, We must be like one team. That is enough to all corruption, We must resist it and protect Egypt, To be precious pearl in golden plate, On a high apex away from greedy souls, It never loses, no way no way. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok 6 Voices 3 From my heart, I heard holy voices, Voices from sacred land over the sand, Tell me in tolerable way about these boys, Friendly boys with no hatred but good band, Walked on thorns of oppression, A 3 Prologue of new echo modern play 6
  • 7. There I see a pack of wolves, Inside evil ways and curves, Coming nearer towards the boys, Beware my boys, they never be toys, They are the signs of corruption, Here, I find them so feeble have no action, Let me gather all the good, You are creatures, like me, from mud, I must never stand as stud, So young boys like beautiful bud, I come to you to discard these bugs, Don't be like slugs, I let gather everybody for great remonstrance, I find the way for freedom in far distance, I have to kill this pestilence, These are evil band, Occupied this holy, sacred land, Get out get out, run away very proud, My will rises higher, but bound. I wait and see the right in well round It's the voice of freedom, merrily sound. I shout with them get out get out I never know my real fact I establish new sect They come and access freedom's net And waive the good on high peaks, Stay in Round Square for weeks, Never know his intention or what he seeks, Knows them ghosts and shrieks, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Wants to catch them and hook People draw marvelous poises in great book Their speech as if churning brook So kind persons and folk Tell the way for give and take Great events never wane Running quickly and reduce my pain In Country Anarchy 7 There! Over the high hill of anger, I find myself and others obscure and stranger, A 7
  • 8. Never, never; my country desecrating with Anarchy, Every heart is in a need of freedom, To discard sense of boredom, My people gather to attack not protect, Is it sufficient to see democracy? A title comes to us with dignity, An evil group, there, stain the air of love, They want anarchy to plough into peaceful life, We are inside a great hive of love. Who are you? You are scary screamers under a sea of foam, In a need of help shouting in moan, You are merely throats of hatred and defame, You are unknown without name, Your hearts beats come in, come in, You call for gale of no-sensibility, You lose the real name of prosperity. Who are you? Really! You are pigs, Your heads are deceivable wigs, They become like yolk in eggs, In a wood of illiteracy you sit down, Your gentry is never blue, You are like foe in bloody war. Let me explode the illiteracy To reach democracy A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok It is really a wood of bloody foxes, No mercy but innocent blood on the earth, Come and disturb the time of birth, The birth of new book covers rights, Slogan of freedom blow up as a kites, No way to let that evil gang to fox us, We are needy for courage to be bonus To what extent we are oppressed. A 8
  • 9. It is Anarchy destructs peoples, It is a horrific disease to liberty, It throws us away towards a great deal of troubles, I and you to be cooperative couples, To diminish the perplexity of doubles, I see high noises great bubbles, You are really mob, A mob to be over the top, We are not in great club, Or careless driver mad in a pub, We are thinkers' not low mindedness direction, We are the right to be a real action, We are the voice of legal not destruction, Think more and more to decide, Where your minds to abide, In a sea of reason with careful attitude, Or in a whirl or wreckage with no gratitude, Just think and reply, I am courageous not shy. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Hazy president4 8 Is it real or imagination? Does somebody want assassination? That is for me …. I am really tyrant man I kill all the souls of freedom A 4 Part from NEW ECHO 9
  • 10. In a blocked prison with sturdy chains I live in darkness of oppression I spread to everybody high quality of depression I have no emotions or passions I want somebody talk to me to know my reality In this world of confusion Tell me how these people dare set off remonstrance In every square and suburb I think more and more about my people I know that my escort spread oppression I admit my faults in my country It is time to re arrange my relations To develop my behavior with others I want to relieve all secrets I want to reveal the real identity The real faces of those enclose me I want to improve the quality of everything But tell me how?!...... In a sea of happiness I fall off, Amongst all creatures I have never put off, The dress of power and authority, I feel myself great whale, But I never feel my face pale, I recognize people to me say hail, To us a great delight and fun I feel myself in higher heavens, With no wings nor feathers, Suddenly, I find myself has no animation A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok All people desire for assassination Those want to private these regimes That is stained with unwise systems I try to improve every thing But I never have power or wing It is time to modify all minds I am ready to get the wind of I want to get the wind up I am a mysterious monster Has a power and great master I am permanent resident To regain my power as a president A 10
  • 11. How horrible to face an acute fate, Either you are common or senate, Whenever you gain authority and agitate, Every free call around you to put in jail, Don't discard your people, Or chain every sight of mercy, Beware of anger not to explode, And encode the meaning of democracy, Quickly wash your breast from bureaucracy, Before the time of discrepancy of voices To kill you at once …… A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Invocation 2012/1433 9 O Allah I ask you to remit me I raise my hand and call you for Forgiveness and intercessors' meeting I demand from you to raise my place In that heavens with good servants; In a decent family, He was born, A 11
  • 12. His heart never wail or morn, Has the capability to increase corn, In this great tribe called Qurish, He is bright moon and fresh, Orphan and poor sought for the good Blessings amongst that oppressed persons, Accused him with lie and rejected his prophecy, He is the source of mercy, This religion is merely legend. How can you say these lies about this Messenger? Trees subordinated to Allah due to his words, Walked on leg with no legs, Like lines in book with all admiration, Expand his religion to every nation, He spread peace and forbidden domination. Its branches are like merely wonderful font, Look like cloud protect him from hot, Afternoon part its temperature increased. A suitable Messenger 5enlarge his religion All over the world, Never expand melancholy or envy, With marvelous meanings of the word For his high morality in his tribe, Allow him to augment Islam. O Allah, created me from nothing, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok I asked you be nearby Mohammed in paradises of Eden. To benefit the Campaign of kind Messenger, And those who help him in his life, To enlarge this tolerant religion, A great light guide all humanity, With a widen good and sanity. All hopes of those who praise his, They could miracle to satisfy these praises, For his hospitality and his high morals, A 55 Ahmed-loay@live.com 12
  • 13. Not all theses morals ever tied to the debauched ancients, Either Thermos or in Eras, To reach to his meeting in heavens, In great miracle erupted all cities, This Quran could not seem like any book, In those eras which stained their books, To erase all facts and religions, A holy book last till now, Without alteration or forging, To be great miracle demonstrates the light of reality. This is Islam our religion, We struggle for its stability and continuousness. A religion of righteousness and fluency, Guide us to the morals and dignity. Muhammad is the noblest Bowden and foreigners, The best that walk along deserts, Amongst sands and snakes, To receive his message to those who accepted him. Muhammad is the crown of all Prophets, And truth telling in his deeds, O Allah raises the place of Taha, The prophet of dignity and hospitality, He is our intercessor in doom's' day A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Cry lost 10 In a dingy way, I scared and heard a painful cry, Shouting for help and so shy, But in a hopeless sigh, I go towards the source, Quickly with my nimble horse, I asked myself, is it a ghost or man? A 13
  • 14. But faraway somebody stands and bans me I sturdily struggle to reply a painful cry-not shy, I run swiftly as brightness tiger, Fighting darkness with a brave heart not stranger In a tornado in my way to be like poisonous spider, I heard fabulous voices and evil gets back towards thee, The way of shrieks and ghosts, I shot my sight to these blasts Are these cursed souls, or holly? Will these ghosts behave kindly, or cruelly? Lost away- in my wonders- in a deep-sea of sins, I heard horrific voices and shouts, Hurried quickly to know what happens, I knew that my fate comes. Suddenly, I conceived myself in an edged curve, I heard loud cry as wolf yawl, Amid alive and the dead; My soul in the sky flies high and high, As if it were a chilly wind fast blown- My ears feels loud cry from dirty den, There, I find a strong man ripen, Young in age lives in cottage, Has no food or will, Here, you can find god's will. A sperm point with no power or will, Commit all wrongdoings with free will, Never know observant or in hell will fall, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok You kill every soul but nobody ever come To kill, A hopeless soul makes slice sob, In a wave of lust, Never run a way fast, Expecting soul will last, Sins rising to cast, Everything in your life from Present and past, Your negation will be in dust. I still walk along the shore, I desire to know my god's will more- A 14
  • 15. My surprise comes from my heart's core, I find my soul is very poor, I wandered if I were sure, I would go away from my home To a high palace with a great dome To what I perceive as a peaceful trip, I raise my hand to my god up. I want my chained faith release, I want love and heart ease, Come back to god with no prejudice, In the place of democracy and justice, You can find love and peace, Never loot or seize, Get up and be active, Never be oppressed or destructive, When you tell relatives good bye, You are secure with easy sigh, You will never cry, When you find yourself lost and shy, You search for yourself but no vain, You find your will shall wane, You have a great guilt removed, Every soul has accurate fate, Has its given date- When you know the strength of god, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok But you are like to plant a stud, Has neither life nor blood, You are feeble creature from mud, How long you wait for unknown, It is hazy tone, Your body becomes one cluster, It is eternal fate to you, Whether Paradise or hell, You have no energy or will, Here, you have god's will, Have no choice but perverse, A 15
  • 16. Have great prophet but have partner, With no ability, with no power, God gifts all strength to light, You have no energy or will, Here, you have god's will, It is difficult day, When you never find way of run-a-away, You can say any word, You never find any cord, So frightened and afraid, Remorseful for the past, When you were in this wave of lust, But you never ever run away fast, You imagine that evils will last, You have no concern to god's blast, You never get away faster, To the survival way, You have no energy or will, Here, you have god's will, It is difficult day, When you never find way of run-a-away- It is so horrific scene what never be seen, It is a wave of divine light surrounds all believers, They make all good virtue as weavers, Of silk in high apex by silkworm, Face their day and good penalty, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok In a peaceful place in sanctity, Amongst all wonders, Fasten! O, believers to remittance and paradise, And great mercy; blessings, When you find your souls in so high summit, With prophets and messengers, You may face your god's majesty. In intensive wave of divine light, Your soul will never be in tight, You will be white and bright, In so long wave that you believe, A 16
  • 17. Whether you can relieve, or not relieve. Whip corruption and wipe your tear, Life is a car of five- speed gear, Man comes to it with no wear, Never know anything or hear Can obey and bear, Has parents can bring and care, Has all ways to be fair. From head to toe, I have no way to love or woo, Turning punishment shot by shot, Your sins as wide spot, In a cot of sins, devils pin evils, The last time to be remorseful, The time of no remorse, It is time for discard the worse, Loud cry towards the ski, To be cleansed from all sins, The time of truth not lies. So difficult fate you get, Time of no remorse, no force, Guilty souls' cries shout, Waivers of hatred and doubt, So sturdy moments move into worse, You have no mind; you are lost. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok 11 Cry lost 2 So hazy devil wants Man to level, In the gale of distress and melancholy, With the ability to spoil human's soul, Cruel, fool, but feeble in his mind, Consider he friendly and kind; Put blockage in your way to bind, A creature from fire but you from mud, A 17
  • 18. With no sense to his god, Allure everybody to be away from obedience, Disobey his god without any knowledge of consequence, Has no mind to weigh in balance, Insinuates evil into Adam's mind, To be cursed and got out paradise, It is an evil tree with no roots, But a food of atheists and hypocrites, His god punishes him and sends to earth, He has find proper life or hearth, So debasing deed with evil seed, His soul and conscience let him bleed With remorse, never follow righteous creed, Man is so weak, But he must be alone and bleak, For the good he must seek. Imagine with me unwounded mother, A son being punished by his father, What can he do? Devil whispers evil to that son, Towards the way of addiction, Lost inside a gale of no-transaction, His interests with great negation, Weak, absurd, with no protection, His parents fill with remorse, To use oppression and force, Son damaged and scattered in vain, His senses become wane, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok His heart is in great pain. They give him to god as a victim, A symbol of purification- item of Immortality and purity of soul, His powers are cruel, He becomes fool, Evil is a destructive tool, Every night blackens with plights, Two-minute for belief, Wide range of emotion with relief, Your sin is tiny spider in vast weave, Bury your errors in a dark cave, A 18
  • 19. Come and store happiness then save, In your heart without doubts, With a cord never shouts, But in the right way not evils, Lost in vain a disobedient son, He is the only one, His is the sun. There! A dirty cathouse and Pussy cat, Her eyes have great effect on perverse men, Whom she allures to sleep with her, To be like husband- and-wife pair, She has no decency or care, For the morals or laws, Striptease6! Attracts intoxicated guys, Once day in a sexy relation, That debauched man dies, Horror and worry stifle her mind, Her behavior becomes so kind, She decides to discard prostitution, And go far beyond her emotion, Towards a guidance way of god, To purify her soul and blood, She becomes bloomy bud. Cry with me for our status, Our minds are like brutes, Suffering from nothing, However, we have everything, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Country is a beautiful song, Heart is cursed with catastrophes, Train hits small car, To kick it away: far. Many bodies scatter in vain, What increase our pain, Infant's cry for food, To consider the poor fool, And the rich become cruel, Oops! Spit at these events, A 6 Striptease with no morals 19
  • 20. Come to another place of rest, We want our life is the best, As we suffering from waste, Our pains are difficult test. Whip every corruption, Wipe every tear of sadness Come with me in a place of happiness. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok 12Reply to Emily Dickinson's poem "because I could not stop for death Consolation for the beloved My precious Diamond lost in vain, My heart became chaff and turned to wane. It is a whirl of sorrow in a wide plain Wait a minute and distract gall: Do not consider Self as a ball, To kick, play, or stroll, A 20
  • 21. It is precious diamond or baby to call. Do not console my heart, but my soul, Here, nature is either gracious or cruel. But beware of evil or the sense of dismay, Just precious meanings carved on clay- My heart becomes gloomy, My soul is not bloomy, I want the price to pay, My soul needs lovely way, My heart knows the righteousness to convey, It is life so a playful play, Is Mind a blockage? Is Heart a tiny cage? Is Soul eradicated in a younger age? I want to catch everything right, A knight of passion erased many a plight, And solve all troubles with knots Those are tight, I cried from morning to night, Till I lost the whole sight, I cannot see the evil or the good I returned quickly to my god, I find a painful flood of blood, Standing up, no movement as idol, Is it legend or riddle? It may be frustrated puzzle. Stop! Breathe for 2 minutes and buzz Like a bee over gardens or razor Over your soft cheeks, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Take yourself in a long round for weeks, Climb up the glory- the highest peaks Smile for the widest love Think in pair and prove, Beware of the poisonous evil Hug those who love you- Co-operation7; Are you against or pro? Is nature friendly or foe? Death extracts soul from head to toe, Wait and think well A 7 Heart and soul 21
  • 22. You must believe in god's will I summoned these holy voices, To write and present lovely poises It is my energy to write poem As a reply to famous poet I sit down and think a bit I find out my meanings wet Running quickly to drink deeply I could – after that write A poem and play at midnight- A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok 13Muhammad and his companions Great nature with no chains or pains, Chosen prophet come to existence as sign, To his nation in Mecca and all over the worlds, I have never seen like him in every eon Get up get up to see a plainful light, To be high with no weight, In a wave of belief, no extremes; A 22
  • 23. Beware of Satan and evils, To be heavy devils, In your clear soul, Ask for great life in heavens, When man can find wonders, You can find whatsoever never seen, Amazing nymphs with intensive beauty, Nice gardens with no tire, To plant or irrigate, Allah gifts all obedient, Who achieves all HIS Commandments? No tire, no pain, You cannot be waned, Sturdy souls protest for good, Have no favor to the evil, Wondered in the right way, Demanding lifebuoy from devil, Find these evils feeble hay, In this wave of light, They asks for good not evil, They set Muhammad up an example, For the good and great virtue, Like stars in starry ski, In mid-month as if, they were bright moon, Her voice in Quran like merry tone, In a wide desert, Such a people with no concern to majesty, Have no fairs towards their foes, Have a great honor with no hypocrisy, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Fighters with sturdy hearts with no cowardice, They never lost nor missed, Has no hatred to others, Great companions with great love, Triumphant with no horror, Terror has no place amongst them, In great palaces in the great paradises, In wonderful scenes of beauty, Welcome! O, believers, To the greatest honor and love, For those the greatest people, They spread Islam with no fairs, A 23
  • 24. Have good sight to the future, Towards the summits of dignity, Let's work together to be, Like our great scientists, Towards the wider progress, We are lost in the unknown, Get up get up to the intensive light! A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok 14Lovely chat ONCE I created an account on face book And responded invites of my friends, To be positive not like broke, This is great site neither white nor Dingy, But indicates all colors of many traces, Thus, I found fan pages declare many troubles and cases, Those modify traces of many countries A 24
  • 25. I greatly estimate this site due to its role in our lives. I chatted with a nice girl, She tried to trap me in a failure whirl, However, she found me a genius boy, Who cannot be deceived via any toy! She assaulted to make love with me, I told her I am not free, As I „m busy in education, When as I can never be politician, To compare our thoughts, I created fan page Did my best to compete her via her age She can never know her boundaries, So she assaulted again to compare two countries, I told her honey words could not 8modify my thought, Please modify your speech, I must tell you I will teach, You how to talk in this way with me, Wait a minute to have cup of tea. I ended chatting with her, and I told her “I love you so much, And I want to court you without touch”, She replied, “I have not any time to love you That I have many tasks to be and do “ Thanks a lot for this chat, I want to tell you I will care my cat A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok I cannot love any Egyptian boy Love under the moon 15 Under the moon, I met my beloved In this nice night was very bright To declare my buried love to her I tried to prove my sincerity She refused to accept any charity A 8 01276585678 or 01229935986 25
  • 26. She accused me of betray I could hunt her heart by any way I rejected all these accusations Tried to put an end to these violations I told her that I love you so much And asked if I can touch Her hair and feel debonair She allowed me to do so And told me that I love you too I continued my whirl of woo. She bent her head on my shoulder She wanted to keep her secrets in one folder The folder of my heart, the spring of feeling I imagined having a wing To fly in the sky with this love story I demanded a kiss to satisfy all love She agreed and kissed me first I felt ease and high power As I lived in a high tower This nice night quickly ended However, my beloved liked to stay With me to continue this tour In a spring of high sentiments Herby our love lasted forever With the sense of intensive affectation To beautify our relation with mercy I proposed her for marriage She agreed and gave birth to Happy boys and girls A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok That is my love under the moon With a happy end to all beings 16 Love me …or not My girlfriend, Break down your haughtiness, I want you listen to what I say, Please, do not believe what others Told you that I am so feeble and portentous, I am so kindly man loves you sturdily, In his heart figure of tiny baby who needs A 26
  • 27. Affection and love When I see you I feel so weak and Coward to tell my real love Tiny and old for love and passion Have sturdy desire for marriage To satisfy my sex and courage Live in a peaceful and lovely status With you and our future babies I want to pave my way for love With you; To finish this pursue In addition, achieve my goal Towards my foe, I want to despise your haughtiness And hatred towards me This makes me like prisoner Who is degraded from love, passion, And Affection, Severely I cursed with your ignorance to me Please come and get rid of lie That put chains between you and me, I am human being like a bee! You must be true not foe To believe all my speech Without lie or deception We want to fly in the sky To bless with our love without tie, That is all what I want to believe Either believe or doubt A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok I would go far away to forget This love which cause my love to be like a die In merely game whether win or fail I want to discard this pain. I want to find a another girl To make love with her To be my wife to give me a baby To improve my life into the best Future wife 17 A 27
  • 28. A white angel is in a bright cloak, Over the wide horizon of hopes, She comes and releases every shock, Sympathetically she comes close To me and wants love and courtesy, She knows me a master of love and fancy, She is in a precious diamond of morals, White heart with no galls, Written a chart on it of charity Her face is a piece from light Her soul disturb every plight Her heart attract me to love Her sturdy will stops to prove Whether my heart is truthful Or rough wave, Quickly, soul tells her my heart is a cave, A cave of sensation and passion, My name is new but in old fashion, My identity level me to no depression, So courageous man with high ambition- Craggy passion from the higher mountain, I mend, remedy, and maintain The entire love in my heart to sustain Her image and carve it in my brain Last times, my will began to wane, I scared to miss the lively train. My heart needs affection, My life belongs to protection, My real role is playing vital action. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok I want to enclose her red lips, Her face delights my soul, Her smiles detect cruelty, An affective girl in blue gentry, A wise and weigh matters, Has good behavior and sanity, Imagine moon over blue clouds, Her appearance is like clear shadows. Good in behavior, and cultivation my boys. More and more to come with passion, To remove cruelty and love in fraction, To keep my heart away from dismay, A 28
  • 29. To protect our relation from decay, Lead me to the way of no run-a-way, To support love in my heart as buoy Besides bay with no distraction A tool increases warm and affection, Gives me power as if life in a high tower. 18 Echo 2012 In my home or my country, I find no love but paltry, I find myself so tiny and fool, Am I merciful or cruel? I want to know who I am. Am I mysterious or clear? I find myself so ambiguous and starry. Am I oppressed or fairy? I want to face my reality, Before I confront with my eternity, I want to feel more and more freedom, Tell me, who am I? I never know anything about others, Like those, never have brothers, I find my society in various parties, Am I a man that people believe? Am I bogus never relieving any heave? I search for myself and stumble on me In a complex weave, Hay, tell me how others disease my right, A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Although I enter with them in a furious fight, I look at the wider heavens in brightly night, Suddenly I feel my face so white and bright, I know life is so cruel and rough, I think these and those are so tough, Am I curious of women? Am I unaware of men? Is this mind a star in a starry ski? Is this mind a storm in a dingy fey? Please, give me a pen To write and recite what in myself, I want to declare all buried secrets, A 29
  • 30. Those of confusion and stress, So I want to publish in press, What others never know? Any treachery, deception towards me I suddenly say no-no, no… I am not like nightingales or parrots. I want to shut more and more arrows, To be free in my life with no Chains, oppression, or confusion, I desire for starry life in innovation, Not emulation or imitation, You must, my heart, never beat with horror, Are you merry tune? Are you tiny stone? Come down and live in peace moon. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok 19 Friendly baby So friendly baby in peaceful cot, Inspires my mind to recite amazing plot, Sudden memorials get the wind of in my mind, When I was young, I never had long tongue, I never told lie or say any song, A 30
  • 31. I never harmed others with my arm, I never believed in legend or charm, My mind shouted that is enough, My heart tells me, I never was tough, I was bright lamp, Inside me marvelous chart, Written like wide card, Do not deceive others in every time, I find myself grow old, My heart becomes bold, I have great concern to gold, I coax to great power to hold, It becomes two- fold book, My eye peeps at evil like crook, My hand fights for everything took, Towards the good I never look, I steal love from others by hook, Is this mind kind or shriek? Evils surround me in my cot, Consider me boy, To throw me in coy, I shout loud to gain lifebuoy, My soul is never toy, To be deceived or put A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Give me sharp knife I want to cut, The throat of evil to be not devil, To be friendly baby as in the past, Keep my soul away from lust- It is my heart like a new baby born, So social not forlorn, Like a green field feeds green corn. A 31
  • 32. A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok Confession 20 Wherever running in this vast land of earning, I cannot forget those still affect me, I never forget my mother who is over-bearing Along life to be like you can see, To be a famous teacher –so glare In the space of literature with great meanings Of love and sacrifice I never disguise A 32
  • 33. Those obvious meanings of humbling My heart needs whatsoever like dice To reveal to him what in it with luck My contemplation is not slug or lazy duck It is a swift tiger or open-minded pamphlet. Standing all night await sunset9, No way to forget a sincere teacher learnt me To be so good and write my name On a board of light meanings of honor And fame to be fluent and accurate To write, say, behave My brain never lives in a cave To be forlorn or slave I am free in my ideas and color My feelings with white, bright love- No way to reject any one wants to correct What I say or write, I fight for success in English as quite as I can gain my science to those I love. All thanks to a teacher support me with alphabets When I find my ideas few, near to be dry To be like idol on the ground and shy, To summon my ideas to come from one cry- Then I ask myself why you are shy? Are not you a creature from nothing? Then to be great in your work To be sharp like gothic shark A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok You must be marvelous lark To put evil away in a faraway park Over this higher kingdom of teachers, I feel myself over the moon, That is an emotion of sacred preachers, To support that great prone, With a great support to my students, As a new generation towards progress, Something forces me to not to miss A 9 End to my notions 33
  • 34. The early moments of no learning or study, When you cannot feed yourself as a feeble body, Your interests encourage you to be innovator, To be mechanic of marvelous meaning of philosophy Building word, sentence, then great essay How a great, wonderful essay! These are the moments of your mind –busy Celebration of success with a great ecstasy That is my conclusion in life I need clarity not confusion Here you are a plate of gold To everyone read and hold The obvious and the bold To my poems …. Above Author: Ahmed Abdullah Muhammad Marzok A.abdullah Muhammad Abdullah Marzok A 34