Searching For Love ! / True ove ! / Elixir.


Throughout the ages and even now in this age of dating sites, technology and the internet ,the many are searching for love.Love that captivate the heart,senses,mind and soul.Love that gives meaning to existence itself.

Only the lucky and the sincere ones had found this” Elixir of life ” Today young and old are trying to find love but in the wrong places.Others think that love will knock on their doors one day” When” ?

Yes ,true love can perform marvelous things .Love can change a person profoundly.Love can stand the test of time and triumph over all trails.True love can out ride pressure,family ordeals even pain and sadness.True love is commitment ,sacrifices and accepting every one unconditionally .

Books been written about love artists tried and trying to immortalize love with their innovations some times with images and concepts larger than life.True love burst from within unblemished and timeless.True love is to love the others like  person loves his own self . The Greatest lover Gave up himself to give humanity the immortal life.There is no greater love than sacrificing oneself to save the others.Jalal Michael Sabbagh-Http://mysuccessisiyoursuccess.wordpress.com

Advertisements

You Been Created Beautiful ! / Charm for the sight.


You been created beautiful to captivate our senses.
You been created beautiful a delight for our existence.

With your enchanting stature and fairness.
With your mesmerizing laughs and seductive gazes.
With your wits ,spontaneity and sweetness.
With your loving heart,compassion and kindness.

With your angelic innocence and goodness.
With your affections epitome wholeness.

The Creator bestowed on you charisma ,
Beyond human fathom or understanding.

Praise the Lord for he is generous ,
There are no limits for his Presents.

Jalal Michael Sabbagh-https://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.com

E v e r y t h i n g ! / N o t h i n g .


A person before love captivates his feelings ,he is something.

When the person tastes the sweetness of love ,he is everything.

But when love w i t h e r s and departs a person is nothing.

(( The hearts that have been touched by the wand of love live more than one life.jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com))

Y o u Are Created Beautiful ! / B o o n .


Over the centuries poets and and people are infatuated with prettiness.

mysuccessisyoursuccess

You are created beautiful to captivate our senses .

You are created beautiful to delight our existence.

With your charming  stature  and  fairness ,

With your mesmerizing laughs and gazes,

With your mindful thoughts and sweetness,

With your loving and compassionate heart,

With  your enchanting  innocent  looks,

With your affections and goodness,

You are a lady of epitome wholeness.

The Creator bestowed on you coquetry,

Beyond  human  comprehension ,

Praise him for he is generous ,

There are no boundaries for his kindness.

(( Beautiful people , beauty in the hearts and the beauty in nature are God’s gifts to the human kind.Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com ))

View original post

Heart , Mind And Torment ! / Affection.


Love and affection in the Arabian deserts captivates the deepest human’s senses and desires.Pure ,sweet yet so provocative.Loving a woman transcends even the point of admiration .Infatuated poets depict their passion like the phoenixes trying to reach the threshold of the heaven before they are exhausted ,before death captures their souls and die .Yearning , Love and compassion burn them to ashes yet from the ashes they rise again to their youthfulness .Their souls seem to be in existence as long before the universe was in existence.For as long their hearts beat they perpetually thrive.A poet is like a sparrow , but he doesn’t know how the sparrows live generation after generation ,how they build their nests or how they teach their chicks how to survive.The sparrows are mere wanderers,despite their freedom in the vast skies.The joyous melodic songs they hum to energize themselves to take all challenges of L i f e. The P o e t suffers the agony of loving a woman who doesn’t love him back or foresees his feelings,helplessness,remoteness and his solicitude that cuts like a knife .
My love you are not getting near,
And l can’t get close to you.
l am like a chick in a child’s palm .
He squeezes it between his fingers,
Causing the chick to suffer death’s bitterness.
The child is amused with his game,
Not knowing what he is doing or why.
And the Chick has no feather to set,
Itself f r e e a n d F l y .

((jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com)),