The moon of my heart
Abdulbasset Alsamadi
Yemen

I am a poet who writes poetry with his heart and love flows through his veins and continues The words of love that i write I found joy without appointment And every word I hid in my chest for love blame my patience My writing is joy Like the nectar of flowers And my words are echoed the waves of the sea from Argentina to China I write poetry from the smile left on my chest and from a look that quickened the pulse and reversed the rotation of the heart I write poetry for a woman I love to love and I love to hold close to my chest On the journey of joy, I saw her and she was very beautiful, as if she was the moon in the night For her eyes, Iam filled the earth with a smile from the letters of my name until the tears of the vein melted the rock And for her eyes I wrote, “I love you,” on the stone. until the rose’s tears left a mark on the stone I love her since she shone like the sun on the place of love in my chest I love her very much, and with her I forget even the longing If she smiles, the joy in my heart increases, and if she laughs, spring begins and I celebrate with joy

Abdulbasset
Abdulsalam Qassem Alsamadi Yemen