Paradise of Falsity
(Translated Arabic Poetry Book)
For: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
His C.V
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The name: Gamal Ahmed Taha Mouhamed Elbialy
The fame name: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
* Nationality: Egyptian and he was born in the city of Alexandria at year 1965
**He was a former employee in Engineering Management in Gomrok district in Alexandria and he works blogger now without to take any wage.
* A comprehensive artist in the fields of literature, music and art and he began his journey with the arts from the year 1981 until now.
* In the field of literature: he writes in all the arts of the Arabic Literature where he writes: poetry - colloquial poetryـ Short story in colloquial poetry ـ the short storyـ the song - the play - the novel.
* In the field of music: he is an organist and pianist and he has multiple attempts at singing and composing.
* In the field of art: he is a professional photographer and a specialist in the art of portraiture.
*His achievements with the arts:
* He has authored more than 35 book varied in various kinds of Arabic Literature and he succeeded in adding new thinking and creative approach for the Arabic Literature in the modern time.
* He won the first place in poetry on level of the Arab Republic of Egypt in the National Competition for the protection of the environment which is organized by the Egyptian Ministry of Youth in Kafr El-Sheikh at year 2000.
* He won the first place in colloquial poetry on level of theArab Republic
of Egypt
* He won the second place in the song competition on level of theArab Republic
of Egypt
* He also won the first place in 4 competitions alone in poetry and colloquial poetry, song and short story on level of the city ofAlexandria
* He has won a several awards and certificates of appreciation at the highest levels.
*He is an active member inEgypt
Writers Union .
* He is a member of Group of Arabic Literature inAlexandria
* He is a member in Sayed Darwish band in theCreativity
Center in Alexandria
*He is also a member of drawing hall in theCreativity
Center in Alexandria
*He has published several literary works in newspapers and magazines.
*He participated in the several of poetry festivals, literary and cultural on level of theArab Republic of Egypt
* He was participated in singing in many concerts and on the top of it the international festival of cities ofAlexandria
in the world which was organized in Alexandria
City
* RadioAlexandria
(With this Writer) and program (Literature of Beach) and program (Cultural Magazine).
*He has a large collection of songs presented on the texts committees of singing in Radio and Television.
*He has a 105 songs melodies already been developed and distributed some of them musically distribution by leading composers and musicians distributors in Alexandria, including songs which are wrote in seven languages: English, French, Spanish, Italian, German and Greek in addition to Arabic.
*He translated five books from his works from Arabic language to English language and those books are:
(1)Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(3) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(5) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
*He has published five books in Egyptian and Arabic markets and all of them have achieved the highest in the sales of these books are:
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower fromParadise (book of songs and
colloquial poetry).
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
last year the famous group of American companies (Amazon) and (Smashwords) were published and distributed and sold his works from e-books in Arabic and English (on the Internet) to all over the world.
*He was displayed 10 books of literary smorgasbord of his works (by his voice) on 40 video and he put them always on the web site (YouTube) in order the public can see and read them for free and he also published those ten books in his blogs by the Arabic language in order the readers can read them for free too and he also added to them another five blogs contains five literary books of and he translated them from the Arabic language to the English language.
*He allocated large number from his blogs for photography which he practice it in order to display the images of his foreign trips around the world in them and he also allocated a special blog for arts in order to display all the paintings which he drew them by himself to express about his literary works which are published in his books and he published all those blogs by the English language.
*He has always been a wide audience of his art lovers in everywhere in the world.
*The Poet / Gamal Elbialy works:
(1)Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower fromParadise (book of songs and
colloquial poetry).
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(6)Paradise of Love (book of songs and colloquial
poetry for children).
(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays).
(11) Planet of the Peace (plays).
(12) The Massacre of Conscience (plays).
(13) Goodbye Dear Fulfill (collection of short stories).
(14) TheKiller City
(15) Lie Name the Love (collection of short stories).
(16) The Smile of Impossible (book of poetry).
(17) The Musical Game of Political (collection of short stories).
(18) Assassination of Poet (novel ـ The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy).
(19) Flu of Feeling (collection of short stories).
(20) Springs of Fall (collection of short stories).
(21) The Password: Thief (plays).
(22)Garden of Lives
(23) The Ideal Personality and the Way to Happiness (Social Psychology).
(24) Tree of Treason (collection of short stories).
(25) Blew of Hell (collection of short stories).
(26) Trees of Silence (collection of short stories).
(27) A Ramshackle Citizen (plays).
(28) Song of Dormancy (collection of short stories).
(29)Republic of Hell
(30) Trial of a Sparrow (collection of short stories).
(31) TheFarce Lake
(32) The Progress to Backwards (collection of short stories).
(33) Symphony of Fall (collection of short stories).
(34) Smile you are in hell! (collection of short stories).
(35) The Hypocrisy Clusters (short stories collection).
*His journey with the arts:
First: journey of literature: his literary trip began at the age of 11 years during the elementary school when he was writings on topics of expression and it was took the attention of Arabic language teachers in the school and he was always gets final grades and he was fluent in keeping poems and casting it good and then he began to writing and mimics the poetry that was studied by in the book of poems in elementary school and then in middle school - In the form of a simple poetic thoughts and then he studied during the high school in a special study - many of the books of ancient and modern poetry and then he studied the poetry weights and all of Arabic language Science and then he wrote the correct and weighted and vertical poems and then he turned to writing colloquial poetry, song and a student at the hands of the great Poet / Ahmed Elsamra, who is predicted for him a great future in the world of song, in particular and in the Arabic Literature in general and he was always present in literary forums and then he rolled his writings in the field of the short story and play and then the novel and that was of course after extensive and in-depth study of the Arabic Literature of the hand and the Global Literature on the other hand and he was learn himself by himself from A to Z in everything.
Second: The music trip: his musical talent emerged at the age of nine during the primary school where he was fluent in keeping tunes various percussion in the school band and then he left music for a long time and returned to it again in serious study by three institutes musical famous in Alexandria in 1991 and those institutes are: the European Institute of Music - Institute of Ibrahim Abdullah – Institute of Arabic music..
And he learned through it the various arts playing and composing on the piano and organ and then he returned again to the Arabic Music Institute and later he joined the department of learning the sounds and singing and then he joined the band of Sayed Darwish in Cultural Palace of freedom previously (the Creativity Center now) and participated in many concerts and foremost of it the festival of cities Alexandria in the world and national day for the Alexandria.
Third:journey of art: it is began during his undergraduate studies in Alexandria, where he was studying the subject of engineering drawing and he excelled in it and he was always gets top grades and it was always took the attention of his teachers - the beauty of engineering drawing plates so that they view all of his paintings in a special exhibition for engineering drawing when he graduated and he also has a very good estimate in the graduation project and that lead him to interest in this talent later and then he joined to the hall of the Culture Palace of freedom (the Creativity Center now) to learn and study the art and then he specialized in the art of portraiture and photography which are practiced by him and already work in it and he made numerous of trips for tourism and photography and he visited during these trips many of countries in Europe and Asia and these countries are France, Monaco, Italy, Vatican, Greece, Malaysia,Turkey, Indonesia, Nepal, Lebanon, Syria, Cyprus, the island of Corsica and Oman and then he returned from them with a very big collection of photographic photos for these countries and now he is currently being to prepare them for display at a special exhibition of photography.
E-mail:gamalelbialy@rocketmail.com
E-mail:thepoetgamal.elbialy@gmail.com
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Paradise of Falsity
(Translated Arabic Poetry Book)
Written by: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
Dedication
To whom was in the way a companion….
To whom was lived to age a friend….
To whom was to spirit a sister….
To whom remained in the heart beloved….
To my eternal dream and everlasting love….
To my impossible wish ….to my unknown darling
I am dedicate my first book
Gamal Elbialy
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(1)Do You Remember Me?
Are you remembering me? Are you remembering who I am and who am me? And you were here someday between my ribs. Do you know me? Did you forget our meeting? And you were filled my eyes and my ears. Are you remembering? Come and ask the beach of love.. Our ashes is still crying on us.. And the wind is playing by it and messing with love and our dream scream is sublime in the horizons…Are you remember the pact
of love and when I took off my heart and then I said : this is my gift…And when we were sinking in hugs and when the birds of love were singing in my grove...
And the birds were mimics us in the tones of our singing and the perfume of roses was dedicating our perfume…And the smell of it was covering the wind in its breezes and the breeze of love was always our companion…Are you remember me? Are you forgot my poems?. And the mouth of love was irrigated its letters And I never betray you and I never ending our end by my hand and I never wasted the spectra of our love sun …And if you deny. Did you forget the ship which is carrying us when it was penetrated in the seas of our dreams?. I never imagine that it will sink and I never imagine the death of our love…
Is what the memories said was deception? Did I astray? Did I lose my ship? Who I am blame?
Did I am speaking with a heard? Who are you?
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(2)Spectrums of Life
Someday your eyes absent from me
and then I went to hugs the sunset…You are became in every way a beam and its light is lighting in every ways…And then it grows flowers in all the land and perfume comes longing to wafting…Slightly.. Slightly hugs my soul and saying to my sadness: I will escape from you…And then I will be a sail cruising the evening in the ample tantalize river of joy…
And the candles is coming to me through the night with a light from fire seems in a nice flammable…Oh my darling of my age, my heart is meandered in your world in every near shadow…And in every far shadow I will go like bird flying to the new nest…
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(3)Resonances of Memory
If we converged or if we spaced, our love will be a memory…
If we reconciles or quarrel, we burned the nest of love…
If we appeared to each other or disappeared, our sky is screwed from parting...
We foster a child for love, we became parents for wishes…
The despair has come like a flood to us, and then we killed our child…
We scattered the smile of love on the mouth of Sparrows…
We wiped out the teardrop of insomnia on the face of destinies…
We drink the splendor of tomorrow as syrup in cups…
Then our destinies fell quickly and extinguish the candles…
And then our age became sadness and our love became tears…
The sun gave our souls the threaded of spectrum as chords…
And then the whisper sang our longing
and the warmth became a guitar…
Yesterday wrote our passion in songs and poems…
And then the moment of crying has hurry to us and the garden of trees died…
And then the sadness became a volcano and calls the inflamed soul…
If we forgot or remember the falsity will wiped out our dawn…
If we meet each other or sigh the fear will stay between us…
If we distracts or deny the spectrum of passion will wakes up…
Tomorrow some tired eye will cry on the passion…
And then the tears will be a rivers and the parting will laughing…
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(4) The Martyr Dove*
• There was here on the branch a title, a dove gives the colors of beauty...
• In its mouth the dream sang a song which scatters all the melodies of love in everywhere...
And the basils of the grove were listening to it and the flowers were delighted from it and they were dancing with it...
And then the dove had make the morning of wish wakes up with this song and the morning became rivers from dream...
• When the night has come on its nest, the devil came to it in the form of a snake and bites it...
• And then it appealed by all the birds around it and they refrained and gave it the treachery and injustice...
Then it got up to resist and the poison was in its blood and the death was walk in the horizon thirsty...
It said: did my song die in my mouth? Is there no one here to appeals the distressed in this grove?!!
And at once a scorpion came to it and made its blood falls like a deluge...
And then a (man) came to it to deceive it and he ignited the fires of treachery in it...
• It leaned on the branch to celebrate by the death and the grove was filled with owls and eagles...
And all the birds in the universe were in futility or sing melodies in their trees…
• It was lost with the dawn light in its eyes and the treachery was saying the lies and slander...
• The sin was a cup and the universe was drinking from it and today everyone who was betrayed is prided...
• Tomorrow its blood will be a hope which implants a volcano in the grove of falsity...
• Tomorrow its baby scream will kills a jailer in the land of lies…
The right is sword and there is no doubt in its victory if the sword of right was a Quran...
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*This poem is dedicated to all martyrs ofBosnia
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(5)I Will Always Love You
If I lost in the darkness on the beaches of whining..
• Sparrows of love which are crying in sad night…
• And they complain about injustice of creatures and then they fall in wound of years…
• If they toured in my sky…
• And if their despair traveled behind me…
• And then my hope disappeared from them…
• My heart will remain love you…
If the roses of wishes died in the fields…
If the stars absent in my nights
• The perfume of memories will always touring in my road…
• And I will forget my sadness in it…
• And I will irrigate my love from it…
• And I will live my youth in it…
• And my heart will remain love you…
• If a beam seems cry on the light of it in the sunset...
• If a daylight which is laments the light of it try to go away…
• The breeze will come to me and present the perfume of it to me…
• And I will find your perfume in it…
• And your singing will sing in it…
• And your passion will live my soul…
And my heart will remain love you…
• If the safety missed in the road of wishes…
• If the tenderness missed on the beaches of the time…
• There will be a place remains in the garden of paradise…
• And I will find it in your eyes…
• And the nostalgia will touring in it…
• And I will drink it in cups…
And my heart will remain love you…
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(6) The Flowers of illusion
The singer bird has stood in the dawn to weaves the dreams in sweet melody...
• Scatters the passion like a perfume for age no longer seems in the age young...
• He said: your sorrows became like a sea, the love will coming back a pure spring to you...
The flowers smiled and said: you will find a wonderful perfume in the roses of love...
I said: the basil of my passion will remain a hidden dream in the countries of love...
The procession of wishful thinking went away desperate and the beautiful dream became a sinner...
And I found the sadness gives the cups and I drank a blessed cup from the despair...
Then the sun said: you will find a girl implants your heart from the generous love…
• Then the breezes of passion said: the dream will be always too far...
Then I said: the flowers of wishes have killed the dreams by the treachery and the injustice...
How was the depth of myself cry when I did not find any faithful heart...
How was the perfume of my life longs to illusion, how I was loves the falsity like a beautiful dream...
• I have left the passion in my wishes my heart will never come back unhappy again...
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• (7)Alexandria
• Slowed my boat slowly I hear the perfume is singing here...
It is irrigated from its breaths all that approached in breeze which is hugs the dreams...
• The breezes of perfume are giving to me the fragrance which is scatters the wonderful smell...
• It is poured from the fountain of beautiful scenery on me a continuous trance which wakes the inspiration...
• Who is this princess oh my heart?
The beach of paradise is approaching quickly it is seemed calls the sail...
• Then I said: goodbye to my alienation I am here erases the pains...
The waves of magic charm are captivating the hankering of longing in the folds of my heart...
• It is explodes in my depth a fountain of love which fills the universe and the existence from harmony....
• It is an island in the sea of serenity...
• The spectra of the sun of the beauty is cruising the water and the wave is dancing with the light of them...
And the sea is seemed enchanting and glistening to erase me the anguish and the darkness...
• The grains of sand loomed calling a seagull which is prided by singing a melody...
• It broadcast a wonderful melody for my heart and the melody is melted my wishes from the love...
• It is for lovers the best sociable...
• Then the blue sky smiled to me and said: you have been tortured through fatigue and tiredness...
• I said: the cup of parting has absent from me today how it was drank me the bitter of parting for a many years...
• My boat has come to here and it will stay and the love is flowing strongly in my heart...
• I am given to this beach all my love which will water the age of years from my passion...
It is the land worthy the immortality...
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(8)I am Living in Your Eyes
• Your eyes are the island of my dreams in the sea of love and passion…
• It's taking me to live in it to remove the pains from me…
• And then I Hugs flowers in it and the flowers irrigates me the charm of breezes…
• And its sky is painting me a bird and the bird is singing for the semitic love …
• Or a moon shines in night to talk with the silence of the dark…
• Or warmth spreads from sun in the pulse of orbs…
• And its light is planting me like the roses which have a smiling perfume for love…
• And the passion is making me a melody and the melody is repeating the loveliest tunes…
• But the fear calls me from the heart and passion…
• I am afraid to leave my hopes because tomorrow my dreams will travel…
• And my heart will be deserted except from falsity of delusions…
• And then I replied the fear and said: your eyes are the companionable of my pens…
• If it's absent someday from my way it will be the inspiration in my heart…
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(9)The Love is Died
The age has lost in the road of wishes…and the love has slept in the tomb of parting…
And the longing became in the different meanings a mirage or smoke of ash…
• And the longing which came to me never left anything except the sadness which hugs my insomnia...
And who loved the passion is always suffering from the deprivation or the hurt of heart...
• And my sun absent in the sky of love and my heart became in a long night…
• And the horizon became black from my despair and I am see my dawn like a impossible dream …
Dear love: who is makes you forget my yesterday and you became now spare me by a little?...
Dear time: where is my drink companion and you were drank us the cup of parting?...
And the flower of love which was irrigating the creatures from our perfume of love was died…
And the memories of love became near to me.. It's go after me and walk in my blood…
• Our destinies is overshadowed and betrayed us and the love never left anything except victims…
• If the death of love has come my death will become my wish…
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(10)The Candle
• The poet went to meet his girlfriend in one of the clubs after being absent for a long time from her and then he found her plays a basketball on the playground and she was sitting in a wheelchair and he was not know what happened to her and he shocked when he saw her and she was not want him to see her and then he wrote this poem to her:
• The Candle
• My flower.. Oh my candle.. Do not grieve both of us are drowning in the tears...
• My consolation from you melts my soul in your heart which the sadness of it is crying with me...
• How the wishes seems on your face in the darkness like the lines of sunrise in the dawn…
• Dispelled the dark of my despair and extinguished the fire of exponential in my ribs...
• I did not know the dream but lie deludes me by the intended wishful thinking...
• I did not see tomorrow but a page from misery in the book of pain...
• I did not know the age but ember
• From the flames in a painful torment...
• Today my darkness is disappeared with a heart filled with wishes...
• My misery spacing now from me with tears which were crying in my room...
• You are the candle of my dreams and the shadows of it are singing in my ears...
• You are the slap on the face of my sadness which broke the canines of my alarming despair..
• You are in my depths a voice of wish which defeats the sadness by a creator heart...
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(11)The Dawn of Hope
• Oh breathe of fineness in the lake of perfume…
Oh glance of light in the page of lake…
Oh smile of beauty on the mouth of youthful morning…
• The age is melting from despair and the sadness became a cup…
• Until my eyes saw you…
Then the passion hugs the soul and the heart became singing….
• And the despair of my sadness went away…
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• My sun absent in my night and the morning became darkness…
• I suffered in the passion from my perdition
• And I became complain about love…
• I said good bye for my passion and my love and my heart became ruins…
• Until your love came to me and your light came in it…
• And my dawn came to horizon…
• And my pulsation of the heart has returned to spread the warm of love…
• And then you became a smile of my age…
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• The fineness of time has came to return my age of spring to me …
• Then the perfume of wishes returned to my roses of wonderful love…
And the flooding of tenderness pushed the despair of my tears…
• You were a fountain of love spreads in the dawn of my heart…
• To end my darkness…
• You are in universe my sun and you are the dreams of my yesterday…
• And you are the perfume of my life….
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(12)The Mirage
• I am always obtain the mirage after I suffer the torment …
I am always live life and its sweetness melted in bitterness…
Whenever I walk in any road
the fog immerse it…
• Whenever I found love the raven come with parting to me…
• I am in the age like an elderly who never savor the taste of youth…
• I am in the dream like a child and his age is graying in despair…
• I am in love like a moon and its light absent in the night…
• Maybe my night disappears
like the disappearance of clouds…
• Maybe I can forget someday the sadness after its absence…
Maybe my sadness will choose the steps of leaving me…
But someday in the age there will be a dawn will forget me the torment…
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(13)Why?
• Why I love you this hidden love and the wind of danger blows on it?
• Why I see you this absent star and you were the moon to me?
• Why I saw you this radiant moon and the light of it was absent before the end of the night?
• Why you planted the wounds in my heart when my heart was a prisoner of the insomnia?
• Why I love you and then I find the life gives me the sadness in every way?
Why I saw the springs of hopes become a wonderful dream dieing in my way?
• Why I loved you like a soul in my heart and your heart became like a stone?
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(14)Never Ending Meeting
The poet met his lover after a long time from their parting and he did not remember her at once because the change of her features and then she remembered him by herself and the past and as soon as he remembered her he wrote this poem to her :
Never Ending Meeting
_Did you know me since a long time?.. _how can my heart deny you?...
- Did you remember me for always?...
I am living my age remember you…
How love was in my blood is tired me and then I tell you…
How I was formulated the passion in poetries by my mouth and it was makes you a drunk…
• How I was driving the wishes by my hand to you and made it the dreams which perfume you…
I did not imagine that the parting will meet me tomorrow and then I leave you…
• Look at to this time which breaks us by the sadness…
• Look at to this sadness which oppresses us unjustly by the groans…
• We will never be in the pain again after today…
• We will never lose in regret which still slapping us in our age…
• Today our stars have stepped up to the horizons… Hands of our parting are gone and it will never stay to defeat us…
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(15)End of Love
• The nights pass and the age of years and your memory live the longing in my heart…
• And I find you like a light is walking in my heart and erases the torment of whining from it…
• And then I go where we were meeting our passion with a strong promise…
• To irrigate the gardens of wishes by our longing in order to dedicate us the sad love…
• We sat down to sing from it melodies and the singing came to excite the sorrow…
• We built palaces on the beaches of it and they became a mirage in front of our eyes…
And the sky destroyed it by the winds which are smashes the castles and break the ships…
• And it killed our dream quickly and makes our passion a prisoner in a prison…
The sky has drunk us in cup the torment of parting and the injustice of the years…
• And we became a sporadic birds and the reunion became a buried in a tomb…
I wish that our dreams were not been and I wish that our destinies be quiet…
But the aeon cast down us like a prey driven to the hug of ambush...
We made for love and the time refuse it and who is love without whining?...
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(16) Waiting..
• I allude on the mouth of sunset a smile and the darkness of my heart is melting in it...
• The horizon hides in its light a star and the eyes of sun is talking about her description...
• The sunset heals my sad soul which cruised with the wound of despair in dark of it...
• And the light weaves the wishes like a recital which the clouds are singing it in the height of them...
• Are my heart will meet you here?...
The night is procession seems celebrates and the stars hug each other between the hands of it...
And the despair is a dark which hides quickly and the sigh of my sadness has gone away from my heart...
And the love is breezes which swirling on the highlands and they blows with longing of longing to irrigate my soul...
The perfume of them is cruised to call the creatures to look at the face of my star...
Are I will see you like a beam of light?...
• My soul is swimming in the perfume of wishes and the longing is a paddle for it in the sea of it…
And my eye is a tourist in the dreams of passion and it is watering the love from the thirst in its mouth...
This evening is wonderful wishes which my dreams of it are coveted a love which whispering for my heart...
This existence is a heart which the wishful thinking does not end in it when it meets my eyes...
Please oh my wish comes to me...
• What is happened to my night? My star did not seem among the covers of darkness in the sky...
• Are the covers of darkness of the night is hiding someday a shining star? Maybe...
• But I will never love a star which I never find anything except the shadow of it...
• You were a breeze in this evening which has come to me with the perfume of illusion to gives me a falsity...
You are not anything except an illusion for a shadow of my wish...
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(17)The Dream Will Remain
I have come in time a strange in everything…
• I spent the age in ordeals and in dream I live for build it…
• And the dream came to me in weak and in despair its eyes…
• Like bird wail in a branch on his best wishes…
• I saw the love in shroud slaughtered in his meanings…
• No longer has a value and who's pleases about that?...
• And the age has lost in the sadness and tomorrow became like yesterday…
• And the heart has lived in sorrow with a sadness console him…
• And the disease came to the body which the death came to perish it…
• My pen is trying to speak and I am covering it and hide it…
• My tears are dry from my pain and there are no tears for crying…
• The pulsation has stopped from my sorrow on what I live for …
• My life likes my death whether what I find…
• But my pyramid will be immortal and it will be alive for me and I will be alive for it …
• I will climb over the tops for saving and protecting love…
• Tomorrow in my pride I will write the glory and I will tell about it…
• The dream will remain my attribute and I will call it and it will call me…
• And my flag will remain flying on the horizons as a guide in the nights of dream.
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(18) Is Yesterday Will Come Back Again?
There on the all tops of the time, there was a big tree standing up on the mountain...
• Its birds have melted in the love and the universe was a song in their mouths…
• And the branch was a swing which the birds were swinging on it and the wind was keeping it near or keeps it far...
• And then the flowers were happy and were dancing on the branch and they were renewing the breezes of perfume...
• And the universe was a council filled with beauty and the beauty was staying and was taking all the care...
And the branch was a hand which gives the sweetest fruits and it was gives to all the creatures the wonderful food…
And the shadow was wings filled with longing and the people under them were very happy in their days...
And the night of the tree was the entertainment and the people were hearts filled with love…
• Some day a woman came to the tree and she was fond of the flowers of the tree...
But she was an evil and she cut all the branches of the tree in the darkness...
• Then nothing left from the tree but the trunk of pain which the creatures watered it from the tears of regret...
• She has broken the past of the tree for all the creatures and the dream of the creatures has become an edifice from nothingness...
The flowers became tears falling on the fruits and the birds were crying on their dead...
• And the covers of shadows have gone away and the night has given the calamities of it...
• And then the time of trunk has come to the people and then the people ignite the trunk by their injustice...
• Today the big tree of morals has burned… is there anyone will save this trunk???...
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(19)Come Back to Me
• My angel, I am calling, would you come back to me?... My heart is rend between the ribs…
• And my sadness is scatter in my eyes tears overflowing behind tears…
• Your absence from me is converting the life to dull darkness and fast death…
• Your parting is fire burning in my ways and in memories in everywhere…
• Your estrangement from me is cup I am drink in it the taste of death for dead love…
• I am crying on you in my wishes and you became the spring of them…
• And you were the safety if I lost the safety in my way …
• I am always seeing you the fact of existence and I see you like the candles light…
• I loved you like pulsation and soul of my soul and I loved you like rose which is giving me the perfume of life…
• I will collect the memories which are come to me like a beautiful dream…
• And I will still calling you until you come to me in order to erase the darkness like the sunshine…
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(20)Dreams of Despair
• And I return from the dream to my sadness
• And I return from the sadness to my dream…
• And I see in the world a epopee
• Weave from light and fulfill…
• And the people are hearts collect them
• Love for everyone alive…
• They have become today lovers…
• And the universe is seas of light
• Pure like the fineness of water…
• No night there was hidden
• To kill the day of lights…
• No severe injustice or treachery
• And the people are equal in everything…
• They became birds in love
• Transcend over the things
• Over everything…
• And the skies of the world do not cry…
• It is smiling in a beautiful dawn…
• No heart sees jeopardy…
• The despair becomes a hope…
• And I return from the dream to my sadness
• And I return from the sadness to my dream…
• And I see the world like a grove
• Filled with tenderness and safety
• No sadness there or tears
• The age doesn't come with sadness…
• No sun absent in horizon…
• No dawn absent in the darkness…
• And the joy in everywhere…
• The fear is dying and never comes again…
• And fizzle behind the times…
• And the falsity commits suicide quickly…
• And illusion is melts like ice…
• And the love is a winner heart
• On the devil…
• And the people become angels…
• The devil never remains…
• The godless and ungrateful never remain…
• Bathes the universe of faith …
• And I return from the dream to my despair and I return from the despair to my dream…
• Unites my heart with a heart don't forget the promise of the lovers...
• I do not find in his blood treacherously, it does not love but the longings…
• In my heart it pours me a perfume...
• In my eye it scatters me a dawn...
• And I never find the universe is narrow...
• It is full of all dreams...
• Swims in the perfume of breezes...
• and I sees it the light of the eyes...
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• I find it the fulfill that will never exterminates...
• And it becomes a spring that will never disappear...
• a sun fluoresce in the horizons...
• It sings melodies for love...
• And it has rivers from love...
• And it still loves and longs...
• And I return from the dream to my despair and I return from the despair to my sadness...
• Do I dreaming of paradise?...
• I do not have anything but the dreams...
• Is it impossible oh world of despair to drink the dream in a cup?...
• Is it impossible oh time of regret to clear any heart from pain?...
• And then we become a dust from nothingness
• And the world becomes a tomb and the dreams buried inside it...
• And we return to complains about the days...
• Or we go to revile the illusions...
• And I return from the despair to my dream and I return from the dream to my despair…
• Tomorrow will become like yesterday...
• Tomorrow will become like yesterday...
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• (21) I Lost My Ship
My fresh heart has come to your beach like the ship which likes the seas of wish...
• And it took us from your harbor to the sea in the noisy waves above the world...
And the passion was a burning breaths for us and the perfume was breezes that watering them…
• And the wave was containing flowers of passion which grew iris...
And the passion was a prevalent melody between us and the sea was the longing which goes and returns between us...
And the night was evanescent shadow and the universe was singing a wonderful song...
Then there was a tyrannical wind blows on the ship and it was sending the storms and rains above us…
• And it tore the sail of the ship and its destinies were slapping the love...
Then your treachery broke our paddles and you swam to the shore without me...
• You cast down our love in the wave of exponential, the storm has overshadowed on my ship...
• I screamed and I asked for a help in my ship from anybody, I said: oh sea, nowhere to flee??...
I did not find anyone except the silence which was denying me...
The shreds of my ship are drowned and the torrent swallows me...
And the sea crushes me and its waves cast down me to the shore...
Then I fell down on the shore like ruins which was crying on what it saw...
• And my sadness became a desperate tear which was complains about the destinies to the sorrows...
• I returned without any heart except the ruins of my heart which the love was deny them...
• I have lost my heart in the waves of love and the wound of my sadness is still the same today...
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• (22) The Return of Ramsis The Second
The poet imagines the return of Ramsis the second the greatest kings of Pharaohs where he return once again and come out of his coffin and walks all over Egypt to see it by a closer look and to examined it in depth and then he held compared between Egypt in the present time and Egypt in his era and then he filled with anger and sadness and he never satisfies about everything of the current conditions of it and then he collect the people from everywhere and stands up to say a long speech for them to declaring his opinion and expresses about his anger and sadness and says:
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Oh people our times was never begotten an era, Egypt came in it thirsty to asking the glory…
• What arrived a stature in this earth to our stature
• And we never make any match to us in our glory...
• What shattered the ascendancy of the times our banner until we wrote the immortality in the history of the world...
• How brightened in the darkness from our dawn cities that were requests the guidance in the dark...
• And today our time has gone away from the history of this world and you became deny the glories of it from the severity of ingratitude...
• And your Egypt was never lived except for the present and your world is racing tomorrow...
• How was the Nile one of the exploits of my country, how it was by love irrigates the land from the honey...
• And how our people were worshiped it by the love until our age has become a slave for it...
• And today nobody has came to glorifies it and now it is became a tomb in the defilements of it...
• Where are the virtues and morals and manners? are they died in you? And you have built a dam between you and them...
• And where are the science and the pen oh Egyptian people the ignorance has spread in you and extended...
• And oh people: where is the sun of art and thought is it disappeared fromEgypt
• And where is your makers from the elite humans
• You became now a people hates to work hard...
• Look at to the Pyramids to see how it rose now and how we were poured the effort on them...
• And look at how many temples which the civilization was emerged in them and how we were irrigating them from the immortality...
• And how was Sphinx our witness and how it was remember the people about the past and it never shut up...
• Our glories have given our jewels to the world and the immortality has fulsome the praise and bowed for thanking us...
• But I am despite my despair doing not see a country and the people of it are deliberately to erases their glories...
• And Egypt was always the source of fulfill which does not end and I see here the faithful people are requesting tomorrow for Egypt...
• If they saw its distress is needling it then they will standing up for it and then their days becomes a hard work...
• And today the dawn of this world has become outstrip Egypt and you have to ignite your dawn from the love of Egypt...
• And you have to request tomorrow and the glories of it by loving Egypt and you have to be in the folds of science like soldiers...
• And do not longs to the glory of yesterday in regret and look how many nations have built a glory from the sadness of them...
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• (23) Paradise of Falsity
• A confused spectrum walked slowly in the darkness and it was want a longing from a burning heart...
• It was sleepless in the night when it toured the existence and then it became a beam was drowning in darkness...
• I have lived always without seeing it and today it came to me to say: how you left me?...
• Some stars in the dark have wondered about its question and they asked the eyes of the night about the past that was gone...
• I was a planet in it and the stars were dancing always with the light of them around me...
• And then the sky of the universe has become a grove and the stars have given the perfume of wishes in the trees of them...
And the passion has become a garden for pleasures which broadcast the perfume of love in the morning which approached...
• And then the sparrow woken up in the nest of it and whispered to me with a nice smile..
• It said: your sun has exponential in its chest, the passion has become flames which ignites in it...
• The fire of love has talked about its secret and the universe has known everything about the lovers...
• How the birds were cruises to tell the creatures about the inflamed story of love...
• How were the dreams flows like a fountain in every heart which was always depressed...
But my heart was loves a flower which the treachery was hidden thorns in it...
And the love has become in the nights a tearful tear which rolled on a slaughtered heart...
And the love was a child and his mother has become drips his blood during his sleeping in his bed...
• And the treachery was obedient son and she was spent the age of years to renew the promise of him...
And the night is tampering in sky which was burned the sun of wishes to hugging the insomnia of it...
And today your regretful spectrum has came to me and the devout tears of despair is playing by it...
And the longing will never longs to unjust heart whatever the devout eye was crying in the night...
• Because the love was a melody which the chords of it have rips by the lost cries of dreams...
• The lies of love have killed the birds of love in a wonderful story of the falsity...
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Contents of the Book
(*)The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy
(*)Dedication
(1) Do You Remember Me? .
(2) Spectrum of Life
(3)Resonances of Memory
(4) The Martyr Dove .
(5) I Will Always Love You
(6) The Flowers of illusion
(7)Alexandria
(8)I am Living in Your Eyes
(9)The Love is Died
(10)The Candle .
(11)The Dawn of Hope
(12)The Mirage
(13)Why?
(14)Never Ending Meeting
(15)End of Love
(16) Waiting…
(17)The Dream Will Remain
(18)Is Yesterday Will Come Back Again?
(19)Come Back to Me
(20)Dreams of Despair
(21) I Lost My Ship .
(22) The Return of Ramsis the Second
(23) Paradise of Falsity
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The Poet / Gamal Elbialy works which are published now in his blogs : (Immortal Literatures) by the Arabic language
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower fromParadise (book of songs and
colloquial poetry).
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(6)Paradise of Love (book of songs and
colloquial poetry for children).
(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays)
(11) Selections of the most beautiful works of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
Dear reader you can read all this works by the Arabic language by using the following link
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The translated works for The Poet / Gamal Elbialy from the Arabic language to the English language which are published now in his blogs (Immortal Literatures) by the English language:_
1 ـ Immortal Literatures (1): with book (Paradise of Falsity)(poetry book).
2 ـ Immortal Literatures (2): with book (Love Song)(book of songs and colloquial poetry).
3 ـ Immortal Literatures (3): with book (Assassination of Heart) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
4 ـ Immortal Literatures (4): with book (The Swing) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
5 ـ Immortal Literatures (5): with book (The Liar Lover) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
Dear reader you can read all those works now by the English language by using the following link:_
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blogs in the photography and the arts
Blog 1 : Global Images (1) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 1
Blog 2 : Global Images (2) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 2
Blog 3 : Global Images (3) : with the images of Nepal trip (part 1
Blog 4 : Global Images (4) : with the images of Nepal trip (part 2
Blog 5 : Global Images (5) : with the images of Nepal trip (part 3
Blog 6 : Global Images (6) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 1
Blog 7 : Global Images (7) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 2
Blog 8 : Global Images (8) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 3
Blog 9 : Global Images (9) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 4
Blog 10 : Global Images (10) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 5
Blog 11 : The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blog in arts
Blog 12 : Around The World (1): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 1
Blog 13 : Around The World (2): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world
(part 2
Blog 14 : Around The World (3): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 3
Blog 15 : Around The World (4): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 4
Blog 16 : Around The World (5): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 5
Dear reader you can read all those works now by the English language by using the following
link:_
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
For: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
His C.V
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The name: Gamal Ahmed Taha Mouhamed Elbialy
The fame name: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
* Nationality: Egyptian and he was born in the city of Alexandria at year 1965
**He was a former employee in Engineering Management in Gomrok district in Alexandria and he works blogger now without to take any wage.
* A comprehensive artist in the fields of literature, music and art and he began his journey with the arts from the year 1981 until now.
* In the field of literature: he writes in all the arts of the Arabic Literature where he writes: poetry - colloquial poetryـ Short story in colloquial poetry ـ the short storyـ the song - the play - the novel.
* In the field of music: he is an organist and pianist and he has multiple attempts at singing and composing.
* In the field of art: he is a professional photographer and a specialist in the art of portraiture.
*His achievements with the arts:
* He has authored more than 35 book varied in various kinds of Arabic Literature and he succeeded in adding new thinking and creative approach for the Arabic Literature in the modern time.
* He won the first place in poetry on level of the Arab Republic of Egypt in the National Competition for the protection of the environment which is organized by the Egyptian Ministry of Youth in Kafr El-Sheikh at year 2000.
* He won the first place in colloquial poetry on level of the
* He won the second place in the song competition on level of the
* He also won the first place in 4 competitions alone in poetry and colloquial poetry, song and short story on level of the city of
* He has won a several awards and certificates of appreciation at the highest levels.
*He is an active member in
* He is a member of Group of Arabic Literature in
* He is a member in Sayed Darwish band in the
*He is also a member of drawing hall in the
*He has published several literary works in newspapers and magazines.
*He participated in the several of poetry festivals, literary and cultural on level of the
* He was participated in singing in many concerts and on the top of it the international festival of cities of
* Radio
(With this Writer) and program (Literature of Beach) and program (Cultural Magazine).
*He has a large collection of songs presented on the texts committees of singing in Radio and Television.
*He has a 105 songs melodies already been developed and distributed some of them musically distribution by leading composers and musicians distributors in Alexandria, including songs which are wrote in seven languages: English, French, Spanish, Italian, German and Greek in addition to Arabic.
*He translated five books from his works from Arabic language to English language and those books are:
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(2) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(3) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(5) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
*He has published five books in Egyptian and Arabic markets and all of them have achieved the highest in the sales of these books are:
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower from
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
last year the famous group of American companies (Amazon) and (Smashwords) were published and distributed and sold his works from e-books in Arabic and English (on the Internet) to all over the world.
*He was displayed 10 books of literary smorgasbord of his works (by his voice) on 40 video and he put them always on the web site (YouTube) in order the public can see and read them for free and he also published those ten books in his blogs by the Arabic language in order the readers can read them for free too and he also added to them another five blogs contains five literary books of and he translated them from the Arabic language to the English language.
*He allocated large number from his blogs for photography which he practice it in order to display the images of his foreign trips around the world in them and he also allocated a special blog for arts in order to display all the paintings which he drew them by himself to express about his literary works which are published in his books and he published all those blogs by the English language.
*He has always been a wide audience of his art lovers in everywhere in the world.
*The Poet / Gamal Elbialy works:
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(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower from
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
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(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays).
(11) Planet of the Peace (plays).
(12) The Massacre of Conscience (plays).
(13) Goodbye Dear Fulfill (collection of short stories).
(14) The
(15) Lie Name the Love (collection of short stories).
(16) The Smile of Impossible (book of poetry).
(17) The Musical Game of Political (collection of short stories).
(18) Assassination of Poet (novel ـ The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy).
(19) Flu of Feeling (collection of short stories).
(20) Springs of Fall (collection of short stories).
(21) The Password: Thief (plays).
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(23) The Ideal Personality and the Way to Happiness (Social Psychology).
(24) Tree of Treason (collection of short stories).
(25) Blew of Hell (collection of short stories).
(26) Trees of Silence (collection of short stories).
(27) A Ramshackle Citizen (plays).
(28) Song of Dormancy (collection of short stories).
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(30) Trial of a Sparrow (collection of short stories).
(31) The
(32) The Progress to Backwards (collection of short stories).
(33) Symphony of Fall (collection of short stories).
(34) Smile you are in hell! (collection of short stories).
(35) The Hypocrisy Clusters (short stories collection).
*His journey with the arts:
First: journey of literature: his literary trip began at the age of 11 years during the elementary school when he was writings on topics of expression and it was took the attention of Arabic language teachers in the school and he was always gets final grades and he was fluent in keeping poems and casting it good and then he began to writing and mimics the poetry that was studied by in the book of poems in elementary school and then in middle school - In the form of a simple poetic thoughts and then he studied during the high school in a special study - many of the books of ancient and modern poetry and then he studied the poetry weights and all of Arabic language Science and then he wrote the correct and weighted and vertical poems and then he turned to writing colloquial poetry, song and a student at the hands of the great Poet / Ahmed Elsamra, who is predicted for him a great future in the world of song, in particular and in the Arabic Literature in general and he was always present in literary forums and then he rolled his writings in the field of the short story and play and then the novel and that was of course after extensive and in-depth study of the Arabic Literature of the hand and the Global Literature on the other hand and he was learn himself by himself from A to Z in everything.
Second: The music trip: his musical talent emerged at the age of nine during the primary school where he was fluent in keeping tunes various percussion in the school band and then he left music for a long time and returned to it again in serious study by three institutes musical famous in Alexandria in 1991 and those institutes are: the European Institute of Music - Institute of Ibrahim Abdullah – Institute of Arabic music..
And he learned through it the various arts playing and composing on the piano and organ and then he returned again to the Arabic Music Institute and later he joined the department of learning the sounds and singing and then he joined the band of Sayed Darwish in Cultural Palace of freedom previously (the Creativity Center now) and participated in many concerts and foremost of it the festival of cities Alexandria in the world and national day for the Alexandria.
Third:journey of art: it is began during his undergraduate studies in Alexandria, where he was studying the subject of engineering drawing and he excelled in it and he was always gets top grades and it was always took the attention of his teachers - the beauty of engineering drawing plates so that they view all of his paintings in a special exhibition for engineering drawing when he graduated and he also has a very good estimate in the graduation project and that lead him to interest in this talent later and then he joined to the hall of the Culture Palace of freedom (the Creativity Center now) to learn and study the art and then he specialized in the art of portraiture and photography which are practiced by him and already work in it and he made numerous of trips for tourism and photography and he visited during these trips many of countries in Europe and Asia and these countries are France, Monaco, Italy, Vatican, Greece, Malaysia,Turkey, Indonesia, Nepal, Lebanon, Syria, Cyprus, the island of Corsica and Oman and then he returned from them with a very big collection of photographic photos for these countries and now he is currently being to prepare them for display at a special exhibition of photography.
E-mail:gamalelbialy@rocketmail.com
E-mail:thepoetgamal.elbialy@gmail.com
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(Translated Arabic Poetry Book)
Written by: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
Dedication
To whom was in the way a companion….
To whom was lived to age a friend….
To whom was to spirit a sister….
To whom remained in the heart beloved….
To my eternal dream and everlasting love….
To my impossible wish ….to my unknown darling
I am dedicate my first book
Gamal Elbialy
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(1)Do You Remember Me?
Are you remembering me? Are you remembering who I am and who am me? And you were here someday between my ribs. Do you know me? Did you forget our meeting? And you were filled my eyes and my ears. Are you remembering? Come and ask the beach of love.. Our ashes is still crying on us.. And the wind is playing by it and messing with love and our dream scream is sublime in the horizons…Are you remember the pact
of love and when I took off my heart and then I said : this is my gift…And when we were sinking in hugs and when the birds of love were singing in my grove...
And the birds were mimics us in the tones of our singing and the perfume of roses was dedicating our perfume…And the smell of it was covering the wind in its breezes and the breeze of love was always our companion…Are you remember me? Are you forgot my poems?. And the mouth of love was irrigated its letters And I never betray you and I never ending our end by my hand and I never wasted the spectra of our love sun …And if you deny. Did you forget the ship which is carrying us when it was penetrated in the seas of our dreams?. I never imagine that it will sink and I never imagine the death of our love…
Is what the memories said was deception? Did I astray? Did I lose my ship? Who I am blame?
Did I am speaking with a heard? Who are you?
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(2)Spectrums of Life
Someday your eyes absent from me
and then I went to hugs the sunset…You are became in every way a beam and its light is lighting in every ways…And then it grows flowers in all the land and perfume comes longing to wafting…Slightly.. Slightly hugs my soul and saying to my sadness: I will escape from you…And then I will be a sail cruising the evening in the ample tantalize river of joy…
And the candles is coming to me through the night with a light from fire seems in a nice flammable…Oh my darling of my age, my heart is meandered in your world in every near shadow…And in every far shadow I will go like bird flying to the new nest…
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(3)Resonances of Memory
If we converged or if we spaced, our love will be a memory…
If we reconciles or quarrel, we burned the nest of love…
If we appeared to each other or disappeared, our sky is screwed from parting...
We foster a child for love, we became parents for wishes…
The despair has come like a flood to us, and then we killed our child…
We scattered the smile of love on the mouth of Sparrows…
We wiped out the teardrop of insomnia on the face of destinies…
We drink the splendor of tomorrow as syrup in cups…
Then our destinies fell quickly and extinguish the candles…
And then our age became sadness and our love became tears…
The sun gave our souls the threaded of spectrum as chords…
And then the whisper sang our longing
and the warmth became a guitar…
Yesterday wrote our passion in songs and poems…
And then the moment of crying has hurry to us and the garden of trees died…
And then the sadness became a volcano and calls the inflamed soul…
If we forgot or remember the falsity will wiped out our dawn…
If we meet each other or sigh the fear will stay between us…
If we distracts or deny the spectrum of passion will wakes up…
Tomorrow some tired eye will cry on the passion…
And then the tears will be a rivers and the parting will laughing…
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(4) The Martyr Dove*
• There was here on the branch a title, a dove gives the colors of beauty...
• In its mouth the dream sang a song which scatters all the melodies of love in everywhere...
And the basils of the grove were listening to it and the flowers were delighted from it and they were dancing with it...
And then the dove had make the morning of wish wakes up with this song and the morning became rivers from dream...
• When the night has come on its nest, the devil came to it in the form of a snake and bites it...
• And then it appealed by all the birds around it and they refrained and gave it the treachery and injustice...
Then it got up to resist and the poison was in its blood and the death was walk in the horizon thirsty...
It said: did my song die in my mouth? Is there no one here to appeals the distressed in this grove?!!
And at once a scorpion came to it and made its blood falls like a deluge...
And then a (man) came to it to deceive it and he ignited the fires of treachery in it...
• It leaned on the branch to celebrate by the death and the grove was filled with owls and eagles...
And all the birds in the universe were in futility or sing melodies in their trees…
• It was lost with the dawn light in its eyes and the treachery was saying the lies and slander...
• The sin was a cup and the universe was drinking from it and today everyone who was betrayed is prided...
• Tomorrow its blood will be a hope which implants a volcano in the grove of falsity...
• Tomorrow its baby scream will kills a jailer in the land of lies…
The right is sword and there is no doubt in its victory if the sword of right was a Quran...
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*This poem is dedicated to all martyrs of
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(5)I Will Always Love You
If I lost in the darkness on the beaches of whining..
• Sparrows of love which are crying in sad night…
• And they complain about injustice of creatures and then they fall in wound of years…
• If they toured in my sky…
• And if their despair traveled behind me…
• And then my hope disappeared from them…
• My heart will remain love you…
If the roses of wishes died in the fields…
If the stars absent in my nights
• The perfume of memories will always touring in my road…
• And I will forget my sadness in it…
• And I will irrigate my love from it…
• And I will live my youth in it…
• And my heart will remain love you…
• If a beam seems cry on the light of it in the sunset...
• If a daylight which is laments the light of it try to go away…
• The breeze will come to me and present the perfume of it to me…
• And I will find your perfume in it…
• And your singing will sing in it…
• And your passion will live my soul…
And my heart will remain love you…
• If the safety missed in the road of wishes…
• If the tenderness missed on the beaches of the time…
• There will be a place remains in the garden of paradise…
• And I will find it in your eyes…
• And the nostalgia will touring in it…
• And I will drink it in cups…
And my heart will remain love you…
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(6) The Flowers of illusion
The singer bird has stood in the dawn to weaves the dreams in sweet melody...
• Scatters the passion like a perfume for age no longer seems in the age young...
• He said: your sorrows became like a sea, the love will coming back a pure spring to you...
The flowers smiled and said: you will find a wonderful perfume in the roses of love...
I said: the basil of my passion will remain a hidden dream in the countries of love...
The procession of wishful thinking went away desperate and the beautiful dream became a sinner...
And I found the sadness gives the cups and I drank a blessed cup from the despair...
Then the sun said: you will find a girl implants your heart from the generous love…
• Then the breezes of passion said: the dream will be always too far...
Then I said: the flowers of wishes have killed the dreams by the treachery and the injustice...
How was the depth of myself cry when I did not find any faithful heart...
How was the perfume of my life longs to illusion, how I was loves the falsity like a beautiful dream...
• I have left the passion in my wishes my heart will never come back unhappy again...
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• (7)
• Slowed my boat slowly I hear the perfume is singing here...
It is irrigated from its breaths all that approached in breeze which is hugs the dreams...
• The breezes of perfume are giving to me the fragrance which is scatters the wonderful smell...
• It is poured from the fountain of beautiful scenery on me a continuous trance which wakes the inspiration...
• Who is this princess oh my heart?
The beach of paradise is approaching quickly it is seemed calls the sail...
• Then I said: goodbye to my alienation I am here erases the pains...
The waves of magic charm are captivating the hankering of longing in the folds of my heart...
• It is explodes in my depth a fountain of love which fills the universe and the existence from harmony....
• It is an island in the sea of serenity...
• The spectra of the sun of the beauty is cruising the water and the wave is dancing with the light of them...
And the sea is seemed enchanting and glistening to erase me the anguish and the darkness...
• The grains of sand loomed calling a seagull which is prided by singing a melody...
• It broadcast a wonderful melody for my heart and the melody is melted my wishes from the love...
• It is for lovers the best sociable...
• Then the blue sky smiled to me and said: you have been tortured through fatigue and tiredness...
• I said: the cup of parting has absent from me today how it was drank me the bitter of parting for a many years...
• My boat has come to here and it will stay and the love is flowing strongly in my heart...
• I am given to this beach all my love which will water the age of years from my passion...
It is the land worthy the immortality...
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(8)I am Living in Your Eyes
• Your eyes are the island of my dreams in the sea of love and passion…
• It's taking me to live in it to remove the pains from me…
• And then I Hugs flowers in it and the flowers irrigates me the charm of breezes…
• And its sky is painting me a bird and the bird is singing for the semitic love …
• Or a moon shines in night to talk with the silence of the dark…
• Or warmth spreads from sun in the pulse of orbs…
• And its light is planting me like the roses which have a smiling perfume for love…
• And the passion is making me a melody and the melody is repeating the loveliest tunes…
• But the fear calls me from the heart and passion…
• I am afraid to leave my hopes because tomorrow my dreams will travel…
• And my heart will be deserted except from falsity of delusions…
• And then I replied the fear and said: your eyes are the companionable of my pens…
• If it's absent someday from my way it will be the inspiration in my heart…
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(9)The Love is Died
The age has lost in the road of wishes…and the love has slept in the tomb of parting…
And the longing became in the different meanings a mirage or smoke of ash…
• And the longing which came to me never left anything except the sadness which hugs my insomnia...
And who loved the passion is always suffering from the deprivation or the hurt of heart...
• And my sun absent in the sky of love and my heart became in a long night…
• And the horizon became black from my despair and I am see my dawn like a impossible dream …
Dear love: who is makes you forget my yesterday and you became now spare me by a little?...
Dear time: where is my drink companion and you were drank us the cup of parting?...
And the flower of love which was irrigating the creatures from our perfume of love was died…
And the memories of love became near to me.. It's go after me and walk in my blood…
• Our destinies is overshadowed and betrayed us and the love never left anything except victims…
• If the death of love has come my death will become my wish…
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(10)The Candle
• The poet went to meet his girlfriend in one of the clubs after being absent for a long time from her and then he found her plays a basketball on the playground and she was sitting in a wheelchair and he was not know what happened to her and he shocked when he saw her and she was not want him to see her and then he wrote this poem to her:
• The Candle
• My flower.. Oh my candle.. Do not grieve both of us are drowning in the tears...
• My consolation from you melts my soul in your heart which the sadness of it is crying with me...
• How the wishes seems on your face in the darkness like the lines of sunrise in the dawn…
• Dispelled the dark of my despair and extinguished the fire of exponential in my ribs...
• I did not know the dream but lie deludes me by the intended wishful thinking...
• I did not see tomorrow but a page from misery in the book of pain...
• I did not know the age but ember
• From the flames in a painful torment...
• Today my darkness is disappeared with a heart filled with wishes...
• My misery spacing now from me with tears which were crying in my room...
• You are the candle of my dreams and the shadows of it are singing in my ears...
• You are the slap on the face of my sadness which broke the canines of my alarming despair..
• You are in my depths a voice of wish which defeats the sadness by a creator heart...
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(11)The Dawn of Hope
• Oh breathe of fineness in the lake of perfume…
Oh glance of light in the page of lake…
Oh smile of beauty on the mouth of youthful morning…
• The age is melting from despair and the sadness became a cup…
• Until my eyes saw you…
Then the passion hugs the soul and the heart became singing….
• And the despair of my sadness went away…
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• My sun absent in my night and the morning became darkness…
• I suffered in the passion from my perdition
• And I became complain about love…
• I said good bye for my passion and my love and my heart became ruins…
• Until your love came to me and your light came in it…
• And my dawn came to horizon…
• And my pulsation of the heart has returned to spread the warm of love…
• And then you became a smile of my age…
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• The fineness of time has came to return my age of spring to me …
• Then the perfume of wishes returned to my roses of wonderful love…
And the flooding of tenderness pushed the despair of my tears…
• You were a fountain of love spreads in the dawn of my heart…
• To end my darkness…
• You are in universe my sun and you are the dreams of my yesterday…
• And you are the perfume of my life….
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(12)The Mirage
• I am always obtain the mirage after I suffer the torment …
I am always live life and its sweetness melted in bitterness…
Whenever I walk in any road
the fog immerse it…
• Whenever I found love the raven come with parting to me…
• I am in the age like an elderly who never savor the taste of youth…
• I am in the dream like a child and his age is graying in despair…
• I am in love like a moon and its light absent in the night…
• Maybe my night disappears
like the disappearance of clouds…
• Maybe I can forget someday the sadness after its absence…
Maybe my sadness will choose the steps of leaving me…
But someday in the age there will be a dawn will forget me the torment…
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(13)Why?
• Why I love you this hidden love and the wind of danger blows on it?
• Why I see you this absent star and you were the moon to me?
• Why I saw you this radiant moon and the light of it was absent before the end of the night?
• Why you planted the wounds in my heart when my heart was a prisoner of the insomnia?
• Why I love you and then I find the life gives me the sadness in every way?
Why I saw the springs of hopes become a wonderful dream dieing in my way?
• Why I loved you like a soul in my heart and your heart became like a stone?
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(14)Never Ending Meeting
The poet met his lover after a long time from their parting and he did not remember her at once because the change of her features and then she remembered him by herself and the past and as soon as he remembered her he wrote this poem to her :
Never Ending Meeting
_Did you know me since a long time?.. _how can my heart deny you?...
- Did you remember me for always?...
I am living my age remember you…
How love was in my blood is tired me and then I tell you…
How I was formulated the passion in poetries by my mouth and it was makes you a drunk…
• How I was driving the wishes by my hand to you and made it the dreams which perfume you…
I did not imagine that the parting will meet me tomorrow and then I leave you…
• Look at to this time which breaks us by the sadness…
• Look at to this sadness which oppresses us unjustly by the groans…
• We will never be in the pain again after today…
• We will never lose in regret which still slapping us in our age…
• Today our stars have stepped up to the horizons… Hands of our parting are gone and it will never stay to defeat us…
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(15)End of Love
• The nights pass and the age of years and your memory live the longing in my heart…
• And I find you like a light is walking in my heart and erases the torment of whining from it…
• And then I go where we were meeting our passion with a strong promise…
• To irrigate the gardens of wishes by our longing in order to dedicate us the sad love…
• We sat down to sing from it melodies and the singing came to excite the sorrow…
• We built palaces on the beaches of it and they became a mirage in front of our eyes…
And the sky destroyed it by the winds which are smashes the castles and break the ships…
• And it killed our dream quickly and makes our passion a prisoner in a prison…
The sky has drunk us in cup the torment of parting and the injustice of the years…
• And we became a sporadic birds and the reunion became a buried in a tomb…
I wish that our dreams were not been and I wish that our destinies be quiet…
But the aeon cast down us like a prey driven to the hug of ambush...
We made for love and the time refuse it and who is love without whining?...
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(16) Waiting..
• I allude on the mouth of sunset a smile and the darkness of my heart is melting in it...
• The horizon hides in its light a star and the eyes of sun is talking about her description...
• The sunset heals my sad soul which cruised with the wound of despair in dark of it...
• And the light weaves the wishes like a recital which the clouds are singing it in the height of them...
• Are my heart will meet you here?...
The night is procession seems celebrates and the stars hug each other between the hands of it...
And the despair is a dark which hides quickly and the sigh of my sadness has gone away from my heart...
And the love is breezes which swirling on the highlands and they blows with longing of longing to irrigate my soul...
The perfume of them is cruised to call the creatures to look at the face of my star...
Are I will see you like a beam of light?...
• My soul is swimming in the perfume of wishes and the longing is a paddle for it in the sea of it…
And my eye is a tourist in the dreams of passion and it is watering the love from the thirst in its mouth...
This evening is wonderful wishes which my dreams of it are coveted a love which whispering for my heart...
This existence is a heart which the wishful thinking does not end in it when it meets my eyes...
Please oh my wish comes to me...
• What is happened to my night? My star did not seem among the covers of darkness in the sky...
• Are the covers of darkness of the night is hiding someday a shining star? Maybe...
• But I will never love a star which I never find anything except the shadow of it...
• You were a breeze in this evening which has come to me with the perfume of illusion to gives me a falsity...
You are not anything except an illusion for a shadow of my wish...
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(17)The Dream Will Remain
I have come in time a strange in everything…
• I spent the age in ordeals and in dream I live for build it…
• And the dream came to me in weak and in despair its eyes…
• Like bird wail in a branch on his best wishes…
• I saw the love in shroud slaughtered in his meanings…
• No longer has a value and who's pleases about that?...
• And the age has lost in the sadness and tomorrow became like yesterday…
• And the heart has lived in sorrow with a sadness console him…
• And the disease came to the body which the death came to perish it…
• My pen is trying to speak and I am covering it and hide it…
• My tears are dry from my pain and there are no tears for crying…
• The pulsation has stopped from my sorrow on what I live for …
• My life likes my death whether what I find…
• But my pyramid will be immortal and it will be alive for me and I will be alive for it …
• I will climb over the tops for saving and protecting love…
• Tomorrow in my pride I will write the glory and I will tell about it…
• The dream will remain my attribute and I will call it and it will call me…
• And my flag will remain flying on the horizons as a guide in the nights of dream.
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(18) Is Yesterday Will Come Back Again?
There on the all tops of the time, there was a big tree standing up on the mountain...
• Its birds have melted in the love and the universe was a song in their mouths…
• And the branch was a swing which the birds were swinging on it and the wind was keeping it near or keeps it far...
• And then the flowers were happy and were dancing on the branch and they were renewing the breezes of perfume...
• And the universe was a council filled with beauty and the beauty was staying and was taking all the care...
And the branch was a hand which gives the sweetest fruits and it was gives to all the creatures the wonderful food…
And the shadow was wings filled with longing and the people under them were very happy in their days...
And the night of the tree was the entertainment and the people were hearts filled with love…
• Some day a woman came to the tree and she was fond of the flowers of the tree...
But she was an evil and she cut all the branches of the tree in the darkness...
• Then nothing left from the tree but the trunk of pain which the creatures watered it from the tears of regret...
• She has broken the past of the tree for all the creatures and the dream of the creatures has become an edifice from nothingness...
The flowers became tears falling on the fruits and the birds were crying on their dead...
• And the covers of shadows have gone away and the night has given the calamities of it...
• And then the time of trunk has come to the people and then the people ignite the trunk by their injustice...
• Today the big tree of morals has burned… is there anyone will save this trunk???...
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(19)Come Back to Me
• My angel, I am calling, would you come back to me?... My heart is rend between the ribs…
• And my sadness is scatter in my eyes tears overflowing behind tears…
• Your absence from me is converting the life to dull darkness and fast death…
• Your parting is fire burning in my ways and in memories in everywhere…
• Your estrangement from me is cup I am drink in it the taste of death for dead love…
• I am crying on you in my wishes and you became the spring of them…
• And you were the safety if I lost the safety in my way …
• I am always seeing you the fact of existence and I see you like the candles light…
• I loved you like pulsation and soul of my soul and I loved you like rose which is giving me the perfume of life…
• I will collect the memories which are come to me like a beautiful dream…
• And I will still calling you until you come to me in order to erase the darkness like the sunshine…
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(20)Dreams of Despair
• And I return from the dream to my sadness
• And I return from the sadness to my dream…
• And I see in the world a epopee
• Weave from light and fulfill…
• And the people are hearts collect them
• Love for everyone alive…
• They have become today lovers…
• And the universe is seas of light
• Pure like the fineness of water…
• No night there was hidden
• To kill the day of lights…
• No severe injustice or treachery
• And the people are equal in everything…
• They became birds in love
• Transcend over the things
• Over everything…
• And the skies of the world do not cry…
• It is smiling in a beautiful dawn…
• No heart sees jeopardy…
• The despair becomes a hope…
• And I return from the dream to my sadness
• And I return from the sadness to my dream…
• And I see the world like a grove
• Filled with tenderness and safety
• No sadness there or tears
• The age doesn't come with sadness…
• No sun absent in horizon…
• No dawn absent in the darkness…
• And the joy in everywhere…
• The fear is dying and never comes again…
• And fizzle behind the times…
• And the falsity commits suicide quickly…
• And illusion is melts like ice…
• And the love is a winner heart
• On the devil…
• And the people become angels…
• The devil never remains…
• The godless and ungrateful never remain…
• Bathes the universe of faith …
• And I return from the dream to my despair and I return from the despair to my dream…
• Unites my heart with a heart don't forget the promise of the lovers...
• I do not find in his blood treacherously, it does not love but the longings…
• In my heart it pours me a perfume...
• In my eye it scatters me a dawn...
• And I never find the universe is narrow...
• It is full of all dreams...
• Swims in the perfume of breezes...
• and I sees it the light of the eyes...
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• I find it the fulfill that will never exterminates...
• And it becomes a spring that will never disappear...
• a sun fluoresce in the horizons...
• It sings melodies for love...
• And it has rivers from love...
• And it still loves and longs...
• And I return from the dream to my despair and I return from the despair to my sadness...
• Do I dreaming of paradise?...
• I do not have anything but the dreams...
• Is it impossible oh world of despair to drink the dream in a cup?...
• Is it impossible oh time of regret to clear any heart from pain?...
• And then we become a dust from nothingness
• And the world becomes a tomb and the dreams buried inside it...
• And we return to complains about the days...
• Or we go to revile the illusions...
• And I return from the despair to my dream and I return from the dream to my despair…
• Tomorrow will become like yesterday...
• Tomorrow will become like yesterday...
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• (21) I Lost My Ship
My fresh heart has come to your beach like the ship which likes the seas of wish...
• And it took us from your harbor to the sea in the noisy waves above the world...
And the passion was a burning breaths for us and the perfume was breezes that watering them…
• And the wave was containing flowers of passion which grew iris...
And the passion was a prevalent melody between us and the sea was the longing which goes and returns between us...
And the night was evanescent shadow and the universe was singing a wonderful song...
Then there was a tyrannical wind blows on the ship and it was sending the storms and rains above us…
• And it tore the sail of the ship and its destinies were slapping the love...
Then your treachery broke our paddles and you swam to the shore without me...
• You cast down our love in the wave of exponential, the storm has overshadowed on my ship...
• I screamed and I asked for a help in my ship from anybody, I said: oh sea, nowhere to flee??...
I did not find anyone except the silence which was denying me...
The shreds of my ship are drowned and the torrent swallows me...
And the sea crushes me and its waves cast down me to the shore...
Then I fell down on the shore like ruins which was crying on what it saw...
• And my sadness became a desperate tear which was complains about the destinies to the sorrows...
• I returned without any heart except the ruins of my heart which the love was deny them...
• I have lost my heart in the waves of love and the wound of my sadness is still the same today...
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• (22) The Return of Ramsis The Second
The poet imagines the return of Ramsis the second the greatest kings of Pharaohs where he return once again and come out of his coffin and walks all over Egypt to see it by a closer look and to examined it in depth and then he held compared between Egypt in the present time and Egypt in his era and then he filled with anger and sadness and he never satisfies about everything of the current conditions of it and then he collect the people from everywhere and stands up to say a long speech for them to declaring his opinion and expresses about his anger and sadness and says:
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Oh people our times was never begotten an era, Egypt came in it thirsty to asking the glory…
• What arrived a stature in this earth to our stature
• And we never make any match to us in our glory...
• What shattered the ascendancy of the times our banner until we wrote the immortality in the history of the world...
• How brightened in the darkness from our dawn cities that were requests the guidance in the dark...
• And today our time has gone away from the history of this world and you became deny the glories of it from the severity of ingratitude...
• And your Egypt was never lived except for the present and your world is racing tomorrow...
• How was the Nile one of the exploits of my country, how it was by love irrigates the land from the honey...
• And how our people were worshiped it by the love until our age has become a slave for it...
• And today nobody has came to glorifies it and now it is became a tomb in the defilements of it...
• Where are the virtues and morals and manners? are they died in you? And you have built a dam between you and them...
• And where are the science and the pen oh Egyptian people the ignorance has spread in you and extended...
• And oh people: where is the sun of art and thought is it disappeared from
• And where is your makers from the elite humans
• You became now a people hates to work hard...
• Look at to the Pyramids to see how it rose now and how we were poured the effort on them...
• And look at how many temples which the civilization was emerged in them and how we were irrigating them from the immortality...
• And how was Sphinx our witness and how it was remember the people about the past and it never shut up...
• Our glories have given our jewels to the world and the immortality has fulsome the praise and bowed for thanking us...
• But I am despite my despair doing not see a country and the people of it are deliberately to erases their glories...
• And Egypt was always the source of fulfill which does not end and I see here the faithful people are requesting tomorrow for Egypt...
• If they saw its distress is needling it then they will standing up for it and then their days becomes a hard work...
• And today the dawn of this world has become outstrip Egypt and you have to ignite your dawn from the love of Egypt...
• And you have to request tomorrow and the glories of it by loving Egypt and you have to be in the folds of science like soldiers...
• And do not longs to the glory of yesterday in regret and look how many nations have built a glory from the sadness of them...
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• (23) Paradise of Falsity
• A confused spectrum walked slowly in the darkness and it was want a longing from a burning heart...
• It was sleepless in the night when it toured the existence and then it became a beam was drowning in darkness...
• I have lived always without seeing it and today it came to me to say: how you left me?...
• Some stars in the dark have wondered about its question and they asked the eyes of the night about the past that was gone...
• I was a planet in it and the stars were dancing always with the light of them around me...
• And then the sky of the universe has become a grove and the stars have given the perfume of wishes in the trees of them...
And the passion has become a garden for pleasures which broadcast the perfume of love in the morning which approached...
• And then the sparrow woken up in the nest of it and whispered to me with a nice smile..
• It said: your sun has exponential in its chest, the passion has become flames which ignites in it...
• The fire of love has talked about its secret and the universe has known everything about the lovers...
• How the birds were cruises to tell the creatures about the inflamed story of love...
• How were the dreams flows like a fountain in every heart which was always depressed...
But my heart was loves a flower which the treachery was hidden thorns in it...
And the love has become in the nights a tearful tear which rolled on a slaughtered heart...
And the love was a child and his mother has become drips his blood during his sleeping in his bed...
• And the treachery was obedient son and she was spent the age of years to renew the promise of him...
And the night is tampering in sky which was burned the sun of wishes to hugging the insomnia of it...
And today your regretful spectrum has came to me and the devout tears of despair is playing by it...
And the longing will never longs to unjust heart whatever the devout eye was crying in the night...
• Because the love was a melody which the chords of it have rips by the lost cries of dreams...
• The lies of love have killed the birds of love in a wonderful story of the falsity...
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Contents of the Book
(*)The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy
(*)Dedication
(1) Do You Remember Me? .
(2) Spectrum of Life
(3)Resonances of Memory
(4) The Martyr Dove .
(5) I Will Always Love You
(6) The Flowers of illusion
(7)
(8)I am Living in Your Eyes
(9)The Love is Died
(10)The Candle .
(11)The Dawn of Hope
(12)The Mirage
(13)Why?
(14)Never Ending Meeting
(15)End of Love
(16) Waiting…
(17)The Dream Will Remain
(18)Is Yesterday Will Come Back Again?
(19)Come Back to Me
(20)Dreams of Despair
(21) I Lost My Ship .
(22) The Return of Ramsis the Second
(23) Paradise of Falsity
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The Poet / Gamal Elbialy works which are published now in his blogs : (Immortal Literatures) by the Arabic language
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower from
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
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(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays)
(11) Selections of the most beautiful works of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
Dear reader you can read all this works by the Arabic language by using the following link
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The translated works for The Poet / Gamal Elbialy from the Arabic language to the English language which are published now in his blogs (Immortal Literatures) by the English language:_
1 ـ Immortal Literatures (1): with book (Paradise of Falsity)(poetry book).
2 ـ Immortal Literatures (2): with book (Love Song)(book of songs and colloquial poetry).
3 ـ Immortal Literatures (3): with book (Assassination of Heart) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
4 ـ Immortal Literatures (4): with book (The Swing) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
5 ـ Immortal Literatures (5): with book (The Liar Lover) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
Dear reader you can read all those works now by the English language by using the following link:_
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blogs in the photography and the arts
Blog 1 : Global Images (1) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 1
Blog 2 : Global Images (2) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 2
Blog 3 : Global Images (3) : with the images of Nepal trip (part 1
Blog 4 : Global Images (4) : with the images of Nepal trip (part 2
Blog 5 : Global Images (5) : with the images of Nepal trip (part 3
Blog 6 : Global Images (6) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 1
Blog 7 : Global Images (7) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 2
Blog 8 : Global Images (8) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 3
Blog 9 : Global Images (9) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 4
Blog 10 : Global Images (10) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 5
Blog 11 : The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blog in arts
Blog 12 : Around The World (1): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 1
Blog 13 : Around The World (2): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world
(part 2
Blog 14 : Around The World (3): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 3
Blog 15 : Around The World (4): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 4
Blog 16 : Around The World (5): with the images of The Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world (part 5
Dear reader you can read all those works now by the English language by using the following
link:_
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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