Egypt
A very furious wave of protest finally swept the Egypt's President
After eighteen days of relentless rallies against poverty and corruption.
To autocrats across the Arab world it was sent a real advertisement
And Vice President said a military council would run the affairs of the nation.
A free and fair presidential electionfor September it has been promised
After Mubarak had flown with his family from Cairo to the Red Sea.
People embraced in Cairo's Tahrir the main focus for their protest,
Mubarak left because to their conditions he really didn't agree.
Sobbing for joy, Egyptians celebrated in carnival mood on the street,
They fought to have their freedom and to demand their needed right.
They won, because Mubarak easily broke in his most dispirited final defeat
And “Egypt is free! ” Egyptian people screamed on Friday night.
For Egyptians, Mubarak’s resignation wasn’t only a political matter.
Egyptians noticed how much of their lives had passed under Mubarak.
They have decided that they were going to change their lives for the better.
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Emerald Green
Emerald green is the colour of life and of the springtime,
Conveying harmony, joie de vivre and most important, love
Emerald green retains its lively vigour all the time
In all nuances, like those wonderful green eyes that rove.
Sunlight dances across the Gulf of Mexico, a lovely place
With emerald green waters and very hot white sand.
Moreover, we see this green in a forest, a darker space,
Or we can see it in the green grass in the Spring land,
A metallic green body with small yellow sweet stripes
And emerald eyes has the Hine’s emerald dragonfly.
Nymphs hatch in marshes high in sedge meadows,
When sheds its skin and emerges an adult to fly.
A mineral emerald green contains the Romanesque murals.
The old Masters used verdigris for them and copper green
To make a deep brown, mixed it with sulfur-containing colors,
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The Libyans
Libyans demanding Gadhafi's ouster rallied to show their honest solidarity
With the people of the besieged capital marching without any coercive command
Under a hail of bullets, while the government moved to tighten its grip on Tripoli.
Gadhafi's troops attacked an air base that had fallen into the rebellion's hand.
Foreign mercenaries and Libyan militiamen loyal to Gadhafi had fought
To roll back the uprising against his rule, attacking two nearby great cities,
But rebels made new gains, seizing another military air base and Gadhafi have thought
That Osama bin Laden must be blamed for these upheavals and adversities.
The government had detained some activists to stop the demostrators to go on,
Seif al-Islam Gadhafi had warned the protesters of risk to ignite a civil war,
The speech was followed by a crackdown of Benghazi security forces, who fired on
Manifestants and marchers because they couldn't accept that situation any more.
The protesters throwing firebombs and stones had gotten on bulldozers and tried
To storm a presidential compound in order to achieve their fighting goal,
The attempt was repulsed by the armed forces in the compound which fired
On attackers and solders killing them, but at least the rebels have taken control.
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THE FLAMENCO DANCE (Complex Poetic Form)
In a juerga there's nothing around
But voices, flamenco guitars,
Dancing bodies in moonlight,
Vibrant gypsy dresses,
Passion, obsessions,
Bullfighter's blades,
Silk shawls,
Dancers,
Capes.
Old men have faces scorched and cracked,
Flamenco women to attract,
Like barks of olive trees in night.
Shirts dazzle white in the moonlight.
Girls have boot heels and huge roses,
Men clench their teeth, step opposes,
Hands clap and shout in a dance fight,
Shirts dazzle white in the moonlight.
Guitars are beaten at high speeds,
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Snow-White (Part 2)
His bag of accusing words was opened and ready her heart to fill.
Her swear about playing fairly by being in love was like a bitter pill.
A subject to change himself was his escape from her malefic mess
And all the power she used had the purpose to gain her own success.
She summoned a huntsman asking him to push the little Snow White
Into the woods, to stab her to death just in the middle of the night.
As a proof of the her death, he had to bring back her lungs and her liver.
‘Cause the queen wanted to cook, to eat them and to feel that shiver.
The girl was scared to death, when she saw him taking out his knife.
She convinced him to find, however, a good solution to spare her life.
After promising to run away and never to return from the forest's core,
She asked him to give the queen the liver and the lungs of a young boar.
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I’m your blue ocean
Giving or not giving voice to the heretical words...
Understanding that the true love is a scarification.....
For being or not being....
True love inundating the conundrum
Like that sacred river of longing,
Sometimes flowing swiftly through landscapes
Astounding the lurid heart.....
The sound of silence passing...
Passions galvanizing the wounds and painful mares for enduring...
Trying to heal the injury...
Flying gulls beneath the lower bow, touching the blue waters of the ocean.....
Waves and sad memories dancing on the golden sand....
Shying away from the horizon line....
Vessels screaming and shouting their hearts out....
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Snow-White (Part 3)
She entered and lied in a bed to sleep, but she was feeling as a bandit.
She was shaking being so cold, but she couldn't move under the blanket.
Drifting illusions rolled on her dreams to nothing else but a dying trance,
The breadth of her mind stopped for a second to wish any other chance.
In his vision, the prince saw her dancing so gracefully and being alone.
As angelic was the princess Snow White as the heaven was her home.
The next day, he seemingly heard her again singing in the early dawn,
Her reflection on the water he touched, but she was suddenly gone.
That house belonged to seven dwarfs working in a diamond mine.
Having some mine flowers inside, their home had a special shine.
She drank wine and ate vegetables from each glass and each plate,
The dwarfs returned home and lit their candles wanting to recreate.
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In search of the perfect chess mate
Embedding new rules in a new arrangement and having a new strategy
The white king is driving the opposing king to the wrong corner, for being controlled by the bishop.
The white king is very rich.
He takes seemingly worthless properties from his own people
And turns them into his own properties,
Defending a system which has enslaved and still exploits.
And he gladly tries to see himself as a great hero, thinking how smart and clever he is,
Because he can encounter the Dark Essence.
His citizens become blind and very poor...
The black king has the power, he has respect for the private property
And rights of people to freely acquire and use property..
In his kingdom there are people who are rich and there are people who are very rich..
But the black king is blind...
The bihop gets greedy, day by day, because his two cards are identical,
And he may split the cards into two hands,
And his two hands can be played out independently.
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Snow-White (Part 5)
During this time, with unknown motions of sweet innocence, Snow White
Was walking in the wood to feel the Zephyr's scent and to see the pure light.
The prince was walking on his horseback at dawn lacing through its highs.
Being sad, he wanted to hunt, when the girl's face enlightened his eyes.
''Will he cross the boundary and move over to my side? '' She suddenly thought.
He came to her saying, ''I'm another victim of your beauty, I like you a lot.'
''I'm drowning in my own willingness to give up my strengths for your kiss, ''
''Queen of beauty, to get an approval to kiss you is my overwhelming bliss.'
He started to dismount his horse, because their eyes had magically met.
He kissed her saying, ' I could although avoid your eyes, but I would regret.'
''For this love that thrills my heart, there is no use in this forest to hide,
Skies' golden blessings come for our souls, please, will you be my bride? '
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Snow-White (Part 4)
While the queen's dogs were howling into the broken night to throw away
The forces, the queen was preparing the poison for the Snow White's birthday.
The poison was melted into blood and dew by that queen with innocent eyes.
Her beggars jumped over the moon for a ritual dance of a princess, who dies.
Her crows were flying in the wind being so proud of what they have done,
Her dress could hide the truth so well, with her mask she enjoyed the fun.
''I'm having bodice laces for sale, '' she said knocking on the dwarfs' door.
Then, she pulled the laces so tight that Snow-White fell down on the floor.
The sun hid behind the sea of clouds not to see the Snow White's death,
The dwarfs came home and found her on the floor without having breath.
They cut the bodice laces in two and Snow White could come back to life,
''She will give you poison to drink in sips and you will die without any strife.''
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