A wise man channels his visions along the horizon.
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Wayward vast as reach the eyes surmount;
Visions seen as though the devils own
Overwhelmed ability to see no end, 20
Having been accused of fate self sown
Deep inside the mind of understood,
Inherits all that all good doers choose
Are so insistent letting travellers loose
The ownerships we introduce as feud. 25
Defying natures ways, and so uncouth,
The legacy from sequels further find
A legend that has in effect spoke truth,
Them telling signs of sky that so remind,
I exercise this rite as talisman, 30
To lead with prime examples when alone
Yet solving what it is, I have in mind,
Blows my own that now extinguish it.
Who rids himself the soul of gross disdain
Unequalled, unsurpassed, the ritual seems 35
As if for numbness sake I felt no pain
When sand surrounds entiritie and all.
Journeying these life and death extremes.
The mildest state seductions do in trance
became like dream-stead benefactors fear
I seethe towards sidewinders daggers drawn
Cavorting with a thought that in between,
The character derived from one I saw...
Although, and should I pray, 'twas not today.
It reflected much that horror may assume,
Maybe portrayed as an effigy of worth 50
Unsightly gains on end shall not reserve,
Or sever, should the word itself retain.
To terrorise the dreams of noble yearnings,
I'd fathom out a forelorn what to do
Proceeding with the enemy within 55
Detached from this perception one I knew.
Clothes unscathed collect in rough amounts
That on occasion find the desert floor,
While scent immersed on meadows, I'd select
A whereabouts that while existing may, 60
That folklore could explore it nonetheless,
For thy, have penned the mimicry as myth
While hesitation draws to close, an 'if'
My killing it, should be selecting prey!
I'd prowl with human instinct as a judge, 65
To amplify illusion from the joys,
My understanding gained, surrounding was
Enabled this enjoyment one I'd find.
From undergrowth proceeds a thinly trail
And there I gathered ravishings of rage, 70
Beyond the human fraility I fight
Encouraged by the strength that also came.
A touch appeared like paper thin to steel
Which impregnated fear for loss of words
That I'll not speak again, for the ideal, 75
A turn of phrase that paramounts them dead.
And as like man, I ran the furthest for,
A prize that out of reach became my hope
Knowing not how much was needed strength,
Holding on, became my new found me faith. 80
As I incorporate the wrath of demons first
They generate those myths required as fine!,
To further solve a thirst contend the vine
My having found the fortune, 'at its' worst'
Mist became my breath as nostrils span, 85
Almighty length that mirrored it a snarl!
Fermenting wrath proceeding foam incites
The fearful glint established by surprise.
People that by chance had lost their lives.
I rose, a man-made mountain in rebuke, 90
Hair encompassed much in mounds galore
With density, a warrior would be proud
Structure what is now an immense power
Secluded was the wild to natures store
Glimpse of this worthwhile, apocalypse, 95
To supercede the myth that dragons are
Symbols that present us with these climbs,
Becomes not man, but cacajou by name.
Modesty was wrapped around the guise 210 To all extent though unlike seen before Nomadic symphonies all exploring wide Does presence feature in the wild abrupt Such sequences befitting to illusion, 215 Soon disolves like quanties of hope. When presence felt is featured thin extol. And vulnerable as such like losing all. 220 |
Chapter ii
At the court of Hārūn al-Rashīd (هارون الرشيد )
March 17th 763 - March 24 809, who
was the fifth and most famous Abbasid Caliph.
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Hārūn al-Rashīd halts Princess Zubaïda as she prepares
her duty to the dance of the seven veils. He welcomes
her beauty and relinquishes her freedom with no
alternative desire but to release this butterfly.
Before the dance proceeds, he is given a lamp by
Al-Mutawakkil, a tax collector.
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By what are we to reassess this catch?
Like if, when tax collections paid on time
Deserve the praise reforming its climb,
Doth a remedy to failure duly match.
For centuries most forbid. he reveals, (Allah)
The burden indirectly thought of now;
Explains to me by what the laws allow
A misconception, furthermore, ordeals.
It is my lord, defective, such a curse
Which rubs a fortunes worth of loving thin,
Yet having searched, the miracle within
Will gladly pay the price but in reverse.
At last, the lamp from which elusiveness
Finds love and from this fairytale, I've found
The desert true is vast, I'm looking round
In fear imaginations would further less,
Destroy what innocence was left to question.
.
The timid girl from whom the mystery wept
Has been avoiding what true love has brought
Aladdin, if the dream of kings has slept,
Then verse and many story lines have kept
Preventing all significance, as it aught.
!أمنيتك أمري
Torment and with initial gaze do dreams,
Depends dejinni, sordid minds, they say
Deceive themselves in toal disarray.
Understanding sews some crooked seams!
The modesty that keeps this Arab law,
Insults a truth too akward to withdraw ?
First sighting should the show of seven veils,
Be hell bent curiosity for men,
I've seen the prime objectives over women
And to which Princess Zubaïda kneels,
Honour that the wish be my Command?'
And so beautiful a woman, one bestows
A wondrous feel to execute such power,
To ask if should the dance be to a flower
Unfurl the fact by keeping on her clothes.
From sourcerer to one who is so lame
So powerless, and unable to be sold
Effectively too few 'new lamps for old'
Undoes an 'old for new', what's in a name?
Searching for romance are wretched fools
Whose gift to loyalty will rubber stamp,
The seal approval, he who owns the lamp
Keeps the girl, in turn shall steal the jewels.
As my master, I shall handith you the keep,
To which prohibits thee the harem key
But opens doors which woos one's destiny
I beg you sire, please do not call us sheep!
Zubaïda, if by being mute, and blind;
The lamp, for all its worth were closer call
You're unaware that ancient laws are all-
Then surely what they give you lags behind.
~The Dance Prelude~
The flight for this endurance conquers this,
Divine, the truth it states a seventh veil
Has floated undeniably t'wards the bliss;
A seventh heaven made for you to hail.
In what capacity was Bagdad dreamed?
The rich and all so prosperous stampede
Sole investers keeping loose the lead,
So we may lose the independance seemed.
The freedom of the girl shall symbolise
A free-style revolution for romance;
And laws which were so difficult to lance
Will be in place before she opens eyes.
The Mirage - Il Miraggio
| Modesty was wrapped around the guise Which tapered thin, the dunes to all extent Too humble for criteria’s, having spent The next by being noticed, saw her eyes. I too shall heap the praise upon her whole Nomadic, though unlike I’ve seen before Do symphonies compose what we explore, When presence was to feature this extol. While words fulfil the promise for romance Complete with every turn and each request The virtue which has dignified her best, Are complimented movements in her dance. She radiates true love from this throughout The said intentions groomed from innocence Saw much appealing due to commonsense And gaze upon a gaze threw each one out. Arms outstetched and begging for attention, Seen from other men, for they condemn Content to rival eye where most of them Ill advised by movement than a mention. Proximities shall give them space and time, The next few years will be a timeless zone For me, by chance an age, when I, alone; Shall spare the seldom pity from the crime. I'll not expect to consumate this link By looking down elusiveness was found Upon Sharia law, I'm duty bound To honour what they pratice, do I think. Feelings, spirits high and while we cope To legend the propose of one in marriage Jafar please arrange for us, 'our' carriage Rub for me, this lamp, maintain this hope. 'But Sire, those 'rags to riches' tales forbid, To consumate the peace of minds between, The age and independance, both are seen Your power no longer holds the winning bid.' Has dignity not been overwhelmed the prize, By all accounts the kingdom forming shape Is one who takes for granted their escape Then genie, take advantage of those eyes. A solemn pledge from distance all but heard, The dance was more up tempo , than a curse', It claims by right of duty as your nurse Where love from understanding is preferred. My ache and aged body pleased her both, Too old maintaining interest but retreats Her symbolising what it is that heats The fiery passion marraige gave on oath. Oh! Spirit! Should thy death before too late, Be veiled, from all obscure to the extreme So wonderfully I’ve crept inside this dream Made full aware to senses as its mate. |
Inno Alla Scomposizione
Can moist sensations kissing them be found
and tender do the grasp of finger tips
dissolve the rich encompass of the mound.
Our explorations further feast on eyes,
prepares the intuition for release,
while magical relations improvise
motions for the while shall not increase.
I need to further venture through the mist
of one who gains momentum having trust,
and this is where I feel we both exist
the treasure trove of having is a must.
We melt where idle passions seem to fix,
are firmly pressed against residing walls
what heaven sent., the dedicated mix,
involvement as we both rejoice to calls.
Encased within our own as souls combine
the journey of a lifetime waiting for
has come and we're parading this divine
contentment is this guise I found before.
The need to have and hold has come to pass,
I fell in love before, it's not the last.
على دام, المصباح من الذي ذهب
وجد حبا و من هذه الصورة, لدى وجدت
الصحراء حقيقي إن فسيح إنني بدا مستديرة
في خاف سوف خيالا أبعد أقل.
البنت الجبانة من الذي السر بكت.
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this is wonderful! ~Merry Christmas~
