Life climatic fluctuations like clouds (Poetry)

This life is climate variability

And those who live on it are more volatile; even almost the same weather

Sometimes, like the breeze

And sometimes a stormy wind rattles relentlessly

And try to attack us

May succeed and crash

And may fail and resist

We are flooded with warmth

And it tears us even more with its elbows

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[Summer]

Everyone's heart is summer, or winter

Spring or autumn

And the owners of the summer hearts

Two parts ...

Two categories ...

Two types ...

The country's tropical summer

In the heart of the tropical region

, And the country's temperate summer

The country's tropical summer

Very warm

Warms up, and brings safety to the heart of the sad reader

Contains in tenderness and love

All of the harshness is winter

Summer fruits contain water

Troy itself thirst

And stifle thirst

We look forward to ...

We take advantage of ...

But sometimes it becomes unbearable

The country's tropical summer when unbearable

The temperature reaches ...

40 in the shade or more !!!

We run away from him, as if he were, Sionna

Either he loves us, exaggerating

; We suffocate without realizing

Or that his warm heart was wounded or angry

Firewood ...

And caught fire; wanted revenge

He is the warm man who loves, drives, hates, and drives

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And the country's temperate summer

Warm, but, less abruptly

It's always mild

Everyone loves him more

Do not harden but remain careful

He takes care of everyone without straining their breaths

And crouched on their chests

He is a warm man, loves, gently, and behaves wisely

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[ the spring ]

Spring is a marvel

Thou shalt put it in the name of an exhilarating laugh

And the unpleasant smells of childhood

Blowing out of his heart

Play around you; make your day more beautiful, and sweeter

Flower bright colors

...

And its fragrance captures the breath

Tree Wharf Shadows

His vegetables dazzle the eye

Comfortable and comfortable

No heat flares his heart

And no ice surrounds his feelings

Imprison her

And glued behind frost bars

Transparent does not know sadness

Feel me, jealous

Oh I wish I like him, and I know only joy

And only mastered the coloring of life

And make it overflowing with joyful pots

It is the obedience to God with a relaxed heart

Surrounded by deep spirituality

Overhanging the tops of clouds

And his passion extends over the sky

His eyes are bright with determination and hope

And his smile makes the world beautiful

Well is the children ...

The joy of life

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[ Autumn ]

Despite his pain, he is attractive

There is something strange about us

It suggests death and pain

Gives the atmosphere of the tombs

But its autumn colors

Our hearts are tugging

We adore staying with him

It is itself an addiction

What is most mysterious

It is the sad smiling in affection

It is a pain-resistant knife painless cruelty

He is the optimist despite the stormy winds of adversity

And despite the overwhelming despair

His heart prevails, and his heart

It is mysterious in ambiguity

And in the most beautiful characters opaque

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[Winter]

It is the strangest chapters, and the most cruel

We adore his cold morning

Which does not consume our energy

And the night hurts us

Which excites our parties

Blood is frozen in our veins

It disturbs our sins

And our eyelids are deprived of sleep

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We adore his mystery, and his mysteries

White is a heart, and a mold

But a few who can hold on to his glory

And tames his heart

He is the one who loves you

You have heavy rain

And surrounded you with its cool, refreshing features

And if you wound him

I will reward you with revenge

Storm your door

And shake your bones

He was attacked by thunderstorms and frosts

And swept by floods and avalanches snowing your mind and all the rest of your mind

Then burn all that is left of you with his lightning, and lightning

Just be ready for him

And let its ambiguity and volatility to those who understand it

And for those who are able to tame this wild dowry

It is mysterious cold

Who waits for the melting of his heart

He will imprison him in his world

And retaliates with revenge, if left behind