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Tuesday, December 4, 2012
That Day
by Sarah Yousuf Al-Theyab
That day 
I don’t know what happened ?
It feels like I want to cry 
And I don’t know why ?
Is it because I was happy 
or was sad ?
I see the old pictures 
I can’t control my self of crying 
I remember everything
I remember , I remember 
I have been closed up all day
by Ghada Al-Saegh
I have been closed up all day 
Speaking of unimportant stuffs inside rooms
Now finally I have become visible into the night, 
Myself in a middle of darkness
Beneath the clouds the low sky sparks
With sprinkled light. I can barely think this is happening. 
Here in this optimistic nonappearance of day,
 I feel myself developed
with pleasure.
All over the place around me the soft rain is whispering
Of thousands of feet of air 
Imperceptible beyond us.
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