A lot of love devour me In this late Thursday
.. I remembered my love and forgotten my misfortune .. Here I regain my ability
to focus in the world of women .. My world, which envies me some, and jealous
of others, and heal me spare and envious .. I do not give them attention, I do
not have time to ponder About my relationship with my past and present women .. Even
though I no longer have real women, I have virtual women in my virtual world.
I stopped at a butt
on Instagram do not care whether it is really real or it is Photoshop ..
Although Photoshop has been so exciting that I lost the distinction between Thursday and blessed Friday.
Jumped to my mind that
dream that I dreamed yesterday or more correctly this morning, I am a little
sleep the night .. transfer sleep and dreams with him until the morning ..
I saw in my dream
that the martyr who was greatly affected in my career .. I saw a reconnaissance
drone flying at low altitude close to him making a circle of white smoke around
him and he was also holding another drone in his hand and wrapped them in a
circular manner around that reconnaissance plane that I was I think an attack
plane is preparing to bomb that martyr, who I loved often and was influenced by
his brilliant leadership personality ..
Even in the dream
was so brave and not so high that he did not move an iota from place .. While
the drone was approaching little by little .. He continued to manage his drone
around the hostile plane until he forced her to leave.
The clip became ready
for those announcer, who has always impressed me with her beauty and graceful
analysis, and the violence of coquettish as much as the magnitude of lying and
misinformation in the channel in which she operates. I do not know whether it
is misleading another form of attraction towards broadcasters.
Or is it blind love that
leaves lying and misleading evaporates while focusing on scarlet lips, gypsy
hair, and playful waist .. Is about to dance but does not do .. I am with him
reeling between the feelings of grief for my devastated country under the
justification of liberation .. Between feelings of love .. To remember That
Syrian series, which I have often followed and remember well
(Forbidden love , cry of spirit)
When the mother falls in
love with her son-in-law and lives that double torment - the torment of guilt
and the torment of love.
Should I just take this
clip ..
No, I will add sound
effects to him. Today's story is our first story from Yemen: Coalition Forces
bombarded sites of Houthi militias in Nahdeen, Al-Hafa, and Al-Dailami base.
Like all Yemenis
in the capital Sanaa, this news has become a routine for four years and we are
in the fifth year.
I longed to see her
(announcer) and I know when her appearance to pick up new clips with new
costumes ..
That hatred many
other women and some of my wives more than jealous of real women.
Suddenly, six
consecutive raids by coalition aircraft. The building shook. Windows crashed.
The TV screen fell from the wall. The laptop exploded. . The laptop turned into
pieces. The walls were shattered.
I rushed to my
phone in the room next door to save him .. Before I opened the list of new
messages in Whatsapp smashed by a stray while I remembered the password to my
Facebook account .. .. But I flew in the air shreds, my hand was still holding
the memory of 16 GB which kept all the clips except the last clip while the
other hand raises the signal of victory.
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