Mohammed Isa Al Abbasi 
(In the sense of hair being a beautiful woman ..)
“I was walking behind Al -Hallaj in the white railway, so a person remained from some surfaces. Al -Hallaj raised his head over his eyesight on a beautiful woman, so he turned to me and said: You will see this and this is on me, even after a while .. ”
In the meaning of poetry to be a psychological state, it does not restore its valuable impact on the entity and conscience, without an inherent knowledge of the present partner with awareness and legal necessity?
The question is not possible more than a single scale, this is the inevitable human perception. It is the same one that brings us together today, and on more than one interpretation, to justify this emotional dress between the paths and mazes of time, and the thinker turns into a literary reality of self -standing, the effect of paradoxes on the nuclear process of the womb and blood and the feeling of belonging to one heart and one destiny.
There is no life without a companion/ companion. There is no day that we breathe, or a dawn waiting for his arrival, or the susceptibility of things, no matter how small, without getting tired a little in searching for a special haven and an exceptional embrace. This is an extraordinary value, we do not invest it only to reveal its component. Rather, it is a stronger nature than any manager of age management and its supposed harvest.
However, the emission of the energy of this emotional extension is not liked by abuse, or the transfers that are not based on restricting obsessions and turning them into somewhat alternative and positive emotions. The cultural and social background of the marital relationship, greatly affects the future of that horizon, and that betting on the uniforms and narratives of the possible.
To be your shadow emitted from your soul, the winged imagination that protects you from the winds of the fall, the fragrance that shelters to your norms, spreads happiness between the ribs and the long names. It is a completely different thing, as if you were born again, without earning you a fugitive or vow to a convincing or mysterious support.
When you are it, it is, in the physical sense of the word, the existential verb here becomes a chapter fascinated by the manifestation, and what it sees from everything that is inspected. It is not measured by measuring the immediate feeling, nor is it seen in the abstract heart. I feel the poetry of the saying things, an light from the light of the emancipation, and the informative of the richness of the richness of the years, the experiences and the second.
Whoever describes his boyfriend with what he revealed to him his hair, the mind will not be able to utter with what is clear at the moment of the book. You darken at the time, we were not deeply depths and deep -deep. So is what is between you and your poet, merely a wetness, attachment, approach, or circumstantial design?
This meaning is not based on the expansion of the intellectual and emotional allowance, and our uniqueness with the ethics of living or the prose of morals. However, it is also evoked only a few plots and diaspora, not reduced the slightest elevation, behavior or metaphor.
In order to be a capable of this symmetry, I say the saying of Al -Hallaj in love, no matter how close their deeds are or they differ, there is no harm: “Two words that were gone forever as they gave in eternity.” The one who strains their rope and stresses their crossing in the same range and extension. He is eternal, he is removed, and he is eliminated, feeding on the momentum of a regular forever and devoted to the nature of formation and formation.
The idea of celebrating this type of human creativity, between two souls, carries a strenuous search for the true significance of the questions of life and existence, is digging in what is a different language, a language that searches for its sins, with the power of permissible abstraction, the fantasy that is the one who is directed under the compulsion of a terrifying broad -minded life. Also, the symmetry leading to it is the truth of ourselves. In other words, without a physical presence of our fleeting matters, so that we can understand our relationship with the partner of life, which is in its nature a poem, a swing of vase that is practicing on the appearance of beauty, splendor and good effect.
