The Poet / Gamal
Elbialy
His C.V
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The name: Gamal Ahmed Taha Mouhamed Elbialy
The fame name: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
* Nationality: Egyptian and he was born in the city of Alexandria at year 1965
**He was a former employee in Engineering Management in Gomrok district in Alexandria and he works blogger now without to receive any wage.
* A comprehensive artist in the fields of literature, music and art and he began his journey with the arts from the year 1981 until now.
* In the field of literature: he writes in all the arts of the Arabic Literature where he writes: poetry - colloquial poetryـ Short story in colloquial poetry ـ the short storyـ the song - the play - the novel.
* In the field of music: he is an organist and pianist and he has multiple attempts at singing and composing.
* In the field of art: he is a professional photographer and a specialist in the art of portraiture.
*His achievements with the arts:
* He has authored more than 35 book varied in various kinds of Arabic Literature and he succeeded in adding new thinking and creative approach for the Arabic Literature in the modern time.
* He won the first place in poetry on level of the Arab Republic of Egypt in the National Competition for the protection of the environment which is organized by the Egyptian Ministry of Youth in Kafr El-Sheikh at year 2000.
* He won the first place in colloquial poetry on level of theArab Republic
of Egypt
* He won the second place in the song competition on level of theArab Republic
of Egypt
* He also won the first place in 4 competitions alone in poetry and colloquial poetry, song and short story on level of the city ofAlexandria
* He has won a several awards and certificates of appreciation at the highest levels.
*He is an active member inEgypt
Writers Union .
* He is a member of Group of Arabic Literature inAlexandria
* He is a member in Sayed Darwish band in theCreativity
Center in Alexandria
*He is also a member of drawing hall in theCreativity
Center in Alexandria
*He has published several literary works in newspapers and magazines.
*He participated in the several of poetry festivals, literary and cultural on level of theArab Republic of Egypt
* He was participated in singing in many concerts and on the top of it the international festival of cities ofAlexandria
in the world which was organized in Alexandria
City
* RadioAlexandria
(With this Writer) and program (Literature of Beach) and program (Cultural Magazine).
*He has a large collection of songs presented on the texts committees of singing in Radio and Television.
*He has a 105 songs melodies already been developed and distributed some of them musically distribution by leading composers and musicians distributors in Alexandria, including songs which are wrote in seven languages: English, French, Spanish, Italian, German and Greek in addition to Arabic.
*He translated five books from his works from Arabic language to English language and those books are:
(1)Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(3) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(5) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
*He has published five books in Egyptian and Arabic markets and all of them have achieved the highest in the sales of these books are:
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower fromParadise (book of songs and
colloquial poetry).
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
last year the famous group of American companies (Amazon) and (Smashwords) were published and distributed and sold his works from e-books in Arabic and English (on the Internet) to all over the world.
*He was displayed 10 books of literary smorgasbord of his works (by his voice) on 40 video and he put them always on the web site (YouTube) in order the public can see and read them for free and he also published those ten books in his blogs by the Arabic language in order the readers can read them for free too and he also added to them another five blogs contains five literary books of and he translated them from the Arabic language to the English language.
*He allocated large number from his blogs for photography which he practice it in order to display the images of his foreign trips around the world in them and he also allocated a special blog for arts in order to display all the paintings which he drew them by himself to express about his literary works which are published in his books and he published all those blogs by the English language.
*He has always been a wide audience of his art lovers in everywhere in the world.
*The Poet / Gamal Elbialy works:
(1)Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower fromParadise (book of songs and
colloquial poetry).
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(6)Paradise of Love (book of songs and colloquial
poetry for children).
(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays).
(11) Planet of the Peace (plays).
(12) The Massacre of Conscience (plays).
(13) Goodbye Dear Fulfill (collection of short stories).
(14) TheKiller City
(15) Lie Name the Love (collection of short stories).
(16) The Smile of Impossible (book of poetry).
(17) The Musical Game of Political (collection of short stories).
(18) Assassination of Poet (novel ـ The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy).
(19) Flu of Feeling (collection of short stories).
(20) Springs of Fall (collection of short stories).
(21) The Password: Thief (plays).
(22)Garden of Lives
(23) The Ideal Personality and the Way to Happiness (Social Psychology).
(24) Tree of Treason (collection of short stories).
(25) Blew of Hell (collection of short stories).
(26) Trees of Silence (collection of short stories).
(27) A Ramshackle Citizen (plays).
(28) Song of Dormancy (collection of short stories).
(29)Republic of Hell
(30) Trial of a Sparrow (collection of short stories).
(31) TheFarce Lake
(32) The Progress to Backwards (collection of short stories).
(33) Symphony of Fall (collection of short stories).
(34) Smile you are in hell! (collection of short stories).
(35) The Hypocrisy Clusters (short stories collection).
*His journey with the arts:
First: journey of literature: his literary trip began at the age of 11 years during the elementary school when he was writings on topics of expression and it was took the attention of Arabic language teachers in the school and he was always gets final grades and he was fluent in keeping poems and casting it good and then he began to writing and mimics the poetry that was studied by in the book of poems in elementary school and then in middle school - In the form of a simple poetic thoughts and then he studied during the high school in a special study - many of the books of ancient and modern poetry and then he studied the poetry weights and all of Arabic language Science and then he wrote the correct and weighted and vertical poems and then he turned to writing colloquial poetry, song and a student at the hands of the great Poet / Ahmed Elsamra, who is predicted for him a great future in the world of song, in particular and in the Arabic Literature in general and he was always present in literary forums and then he rolled his writings in the field of the short story and play and then the novel and that was of course after extensive and in-depth study of the Arabic Literature of the hand and the Global Literature on the other hand and he was learn himself by himself from A to Z in everything.
Second: The music trip: his musical talent emerged at the age of nine during the primary school where he was fluent in keeping tunes various percussion in the school band and then he left music for a long time and returned to it again in serious study by three institutes musical famous in Alexandria in 1991 and those institutes are: the European Institute of Music - Institute of Ibrahim Abdullah – Institute of Arabic music..
And he learned through it the various arts playing and composing on the piano and organ and then he returned again to the Arabic Music Institute and later he joined the department of learning the sounds and singing and then he joined the band of Sayed Darwish in Cultural Palace of freedom previously (the Creativity Center now) and participated in many concerts and foremost of it the festival of cities Alexandria in the world and national day for the Alexandria.
Third:journey of art: it is began during his undergraduate studies in Alexandria, where he was studying the subject of engineering drawing and he excelled in it and he was always gets top grades and it was always took the attention of his teachers - the beauty of engineering drawing plates so that they view all of his paintings in a special exhibition for engineering drawing when he graduated and he also has a very good estimate in the graduation project and that lead him to interest in this talent later and then he joined to the hall of the Culture Palace of freedom (the Creativity Center now) to learn and study the art and then he specialized in the art of portraiture and photography which are practiced by him and already work in it and he made numerous of trips for tourism and photography and he visited during these trips many of countries in Europe and Asia and these countries are France, Monaco, Italy, Vatican, Greece, Malaysia,Turkey, Indonesia, Nepal, Lebanon, Syria, Cyprus, the island of Corsica and Oman and then he returned from them with a very big collection of photographic photos for these countries and now he is currently being to prepare them for display at a special exhibition of photography.
E-mail:gamalelbialy@rocketmail.com
E-mail:thepoetgamal.elbialy@gmail.com
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The Liar Lover
For:The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
(1)Dedication
The word: I love you is not enough for you, it is a little word even if I say it a thousand time for you...
• Oh my soul...my soul and my life in your eyes and the world without you is tough and bitter...
I am wishing by saying: I love you that I can depict my flame and my fire in my talk and my poetry...
I am looking and I cannot find a word its characters express about truth of my feelings...
And if I said that I love you by my soul and you are my life and the pulsation of my heart...
All this words is too little in your love and there are a lot of words still hidden in my heart...
• And if I said that you are the spring of my youth and you are my moon at the night and my sun in the day...
• And if I said that you are the most beautiful meanings in my book and you are paradise of my life and you are my light and my fire...
All of this is also too little for you and you still the most precious thing in my life and the most beautiful flower in my eyes...
I am wishing to find the meanings between my hands to depict and paint the most beautiful picture for you...
• I love you as I love my existence and as I love my life and my entity in this world...
And when I die you will be the paradise of the immortality for me and you will be the bliss which will live for me for ever...
• Gamal Elbialy
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(2) A Date Does not Ending
• My heart is dying at once my darling if I did not see you at someday...
• Because I do not live except for you and all my age is for you...
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• As long as I see you beside me I am becoming in a wonderful dream with you...
Do not wake my heart from this dream and let me melting always in your passion...
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• I loved this life in your picture from the moment which I met you in it…
• I saw the world decorated by your beauty and your love was lighting it for me…
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I do not imagine at all that I can live in this universe without you...
I do not imagine the absence of my moon, I do not imagine that your perfume leaves me at someday...
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I have created in this universe for you and your love has created for me...
• If I did not drink your tenderness at a moment my soul will leave me at once...
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• If our parting was written for us at someday that will never effect in us...
• My soul and your soul will racing us and they will meet each other whatever we went away from each other.
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(3) Portrait
• On the beach of love I will paint for you a picture by the colors of longings...
I will describe in it how I longs to you from the day that we became lovers in it...
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• And I will depict in it how that my heart can not bear its longing...
• It is pining and tries to escape from me and its torment cauterize in the veins of it...
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• And the second in your absence is delaying pulses from its pulsation and its sense...
• And the brain also can not thinking because you are its thought and the basis of it...
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And I will paint after your absence how the sun has absent from me...
• And the moon also has said that you demanded from it to quarrel me in your absence...
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• And the sparrow which was singing for me no longer flutters on my door...
It also absent from me from the severity of my whining and my torment...
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And when I come to irrigate the flowers in your grove I find them wilts and does not grows...
And they demanded from me to irrigate them by your tenderness and I said to them: I can not...
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• And I will write on the edge of the picture: in your absence my youth has absent from me...
• And when I see the sweetest princess I will erase by the perfume of the joy my torment...
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• (4) I Like Your Ruction
• The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
Because our temporary disagreements do not spoils for affection an issue and it ignites the fire of petting and the love is need to seasonings...
The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it is wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
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• When we quarrels with each other at someday we fears from the parting and croaks and then we understanding with each other quickly and deletes at once any barriers...
• And then our love collects us and we says goodbye to our ruction and our life becomes has a meaning and the passion does everything in it...
• The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it is wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
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• Our love in the existence of the disagreements nears the distances between us because it seems in the crises which solves with it easily...
• And it makes our love increases and renews the dates between us when our parting becomes far away from us and the longings continue in our hearts...
• The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it is wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
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• (5)The Liar Lover*
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
• He is sending a million sweet word..
• Whatever he says a joke and laughter I am closing the line at every minute...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
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He deprived me from the sleeping with his fiddling talk...
And he sent me a perfume from the sweetest passion... and he is acting like a prince who his heart has a problem in the love...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
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He said that his admiration makes him longs to me...
• I said to him: your are a liar... where is this longings?... your love is a mirage, it is a bold lie...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
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• He said: he can not sleep from his longing and his nostalgia...
• I said: oh my god, your heart is very weak... you have illusions I am inculpable from them...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
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• He said: what can I do? My heart in a fire... why you always hardens on it?... I said: let it be combustion...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
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*This song penned by the poet on the tongue of a girl.
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(6)My Tough Darling
My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
• Oh my confusion in your love and in your heart...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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• When I come to you and when I save your love and despite that I never betrayed you I am suffering in your eyes from the bitter of my torment...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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• Oh unjust my passion although you heart with me I am saying to you: it is enough for me what I am seeing from the time...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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I am putting you in my eyes and your spectrum comes to me and there is big distance between you and me...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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Oh who forgot my love I am no longer sleeps, that is too much for me, please give me some of your tenderness...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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• I will leave all my longings and I will go on my way because you are really do not have a safety...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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(7) I Own Your Heart!
I own your heart and I am free in it...
• How it complain about my love for it?…
• If it came to blame me it is also understand me...
And it will never quarrel with me and I will never also admonish it...
I own your heart and I am free in it...
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• If I was absent from you, I am a part of you...
When I am far from you my heart does not forget my love for you...
• It is always remember you because you filled it by the longing to you...
• I own your heart and I am free in it...
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• When I leave my meeting with you I remain your darling...
And the longing in my heart is saving my love for you...And your share that you enjoy by it...
I own your heart and I am free in it...
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(8)Your Love is Unjust Me
Your love is unjust me despite that your heart is understanding me...and why you quarrel me?... and why you made a problem?...
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When my heart came to you and when it remained calls you and despite that I am saving your love, you forgot this love!...and you hardened on me although you feels by me and then I found the sadness is walking behind me at everywhere....
• Your love is unjust me despite that your heart is understanding me...and why you quarrel me?... and why you made a problem?...
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• You are tough in your love and you always forget me in your ruction and even when you talk with me you increase my sadness...
I will be your darling and I will never leave you because I am your share and your heart is my wish...
Your love is unjust me despite that your heart is understanding me...and why you quarrel me?... and why you made a problem?...
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(9) Lovers and Strangers
My heart and your heart are lovers why we feel that we are strangers?...
We always complaining about the cruelty from each other, why we bring the complaint to our hearts?...
And Why don't we maintain our love?...
My heart and your heart are lovers…
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• If the love has filled our life, why we implants the pain between us?...
Our hearts must be pure when we meet each other in longing...And otherwise our love will be a mirage...
My heart and your heart are lovers…
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Our hearts should be lovers whatever happened between us...
• And if our love was not useful for us the parting will divide us...and then we will comfort from our torment...
My heart and your heart are lovers…
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(10) A New Page
• Come on to open new page with me and come on live in a happy life...
• In order to erase our sorrows and to restore our love again...
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• Come on reconciles quickly with me without blaming and forgives each other...
• In order to restore the memory of yesterday and to live with the sweetest wishes...
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• Come on to forget all the past and to erase all our sighs...
• With a smile fills our life and paints meanings for love...
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Come on to return to singing with me once again like the happy birds...in order to say to the joy: stay with the songs of our love...
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Come on to open our hearts again and makes the love our friend...in order to live our age and our youth without any suffering...
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Come on to fill quickly all our days by longings from our fountain of love...and forgets all our ruction...the age is hours and seconds...
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(11) Who You Are?
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
• Those eyes I lived in them.. I do not see any foreignness inside them...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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Did we were talking before?... Did there was ruction between us??.. Did I saw you before in my dreams??...Did we were live in a lie at someday??...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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We were already lovers at someday... and the passion was melt between us...
• And the parting was absent about us... and our hearts were fell in love before...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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We lived since years ago in wonderful dream filled with nostalgia...
When we were lovers and the love will never disappear...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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(12)Give and Take*
The passion is give and take not parting or confusion...
• If you spared by dating how we can loves each other? And when?...
• The passion is give and take…
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• Why you drives the petting to me?... why you hardens on my heart?...
• The longing has flared in it...I am wishing to see you merciful by it...
• You made me from the eagerness hanging in your love...
• The passion is give and take…
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• Alleviate your petting with me and take care of my busy heart...
• Do not say: no to my heart and open a hope door for it...
And listen to the pulsation of my heart it is singing for you...
• The passion is give and take…
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• Neither the longing nor the passion bears our absence...
Why we should be tired and the solution is the convergence between us?...
You have to know that our hearts are very happy in the love...
• The passion is give and take…
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(13)A date With the Confusion
I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
Because I am say to you: I love you and I find your love does not continue...
I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
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I am confused in you and I despaired, you made my mind confuses in your conditions...
I am lost in your passion and you tortures me, please say what happened to you?...
• Your heart sometimes loves me and sometimes I find it does not tends to me...
• I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
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• I am wishing to see your heart saves my love and loves me at someday...
• And I am wishing to hear your eyes when they calling my love and longs to me when I meet you...
• In order to see our hearts raring and the love between them has a long age...
I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
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(14)The GreatAlexandria
Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
And inform all the world to make the people visits us in order to know these people our civilization...
• Tour and see our precious museums and see our high bluff mosques or watch our castle...
• Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
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Visit our Greek Museum or the Roman Theater...
• And see what did the grandparents in them and recognize also on Sawari column and visit our masterpiece: Aboul Abbas...
• Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
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• Look at to the glories which the grandparents were made it and look at the greats who immortalized our country...
And there is also theHistorical Jewelry Museum
• And theGlobal Arts
Museum ...and our historical
lighthouse: The library of Alexandria
• Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
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(15) Your Absence is Torment
Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
Our love without convergence will never equal anything except the blame and admonition...
Which is beginning by the love is ending by the longing not by the spacing and the torture...
Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
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How is there is a love between us and our hearts are lovers and you are oh my soul far from me?...
That is too much for me when you forget the longings and leaves my heart alone...
Why you make the days erases quickly fulfill of lover heart to the lover...
• Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
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If I do not have a thousand dates with you in the love we will never be lovers...
Our love will never live as long as our hearts divided and we will become strangers...
I am wishing to see you does not leaving me in order to save the promise of the heart which want you to be near from me...
Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
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(16) The Perfidious Passion
Oh sweet oh who seated far from me: why you increases the distance between you and me?...
• If you were not intending to give me a date I will leave your eyes escapes from me...
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• Since early I am petting you and you do not care about me...
You confused my heart with my mind, please give me the answer...
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You gave me one glance until now and it took my mind at once...
I need now to another glance in order to see its beauty and its sweetness…
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• In order to see your eyes charms my heart when you look at my eyes...
• And in order to see your charm is saying: hello to all who meets me...
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• But my sweet you are petting on me and you think that I drown in your love...
With that I will never care about you and I will sell your love in your way...
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• Because your passion is unjust and tough and the thorn hurts its flowers...
• And I will never forget at all that I deceived with its vanity...
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(17)Good Morning
• Is this a problem for you and more if you said to me: good morning?!...
Your heart is used to the harshness and I was thinking that it a big...
• Your love no longer equals anything for me and now there are distances between you and me...
• And it is wrong to blame you by my complaint, my blaming no longer has any effect on you...
I am blaming my heart which loved the evil woman...
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I was the smile in your life and perfume of the waft in your air...
• I was butterfly of your grove, I was the star in your sky...
I was the song in your melodies, I was your hopes and your wishes...
My heart was your house and your place and the doctor of your sorrows and your medicine...
• I lived my life for you and I planted my love inside you...
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• And you betrayed my heart and sold me and killed my longing and my nostalgia...
And you destroyed all that was between us and you did not care even by the tears of my eyes...
And you burnt the paradise of our dreams and burnt me by my sadness and my pains...
• And who chosen to get out from the paradise tomorrow he will suffer from the hell and comes to me...
Tomorrow you will regret on what was happened for us and then I will say to you: forget me...
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(18)Foreignness of Feelings*
The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
It is make the longing is my share from my long absence and its torment...
• Since I went away from you I dream to be near from you...and my heart in a fire because you are a smile of its love and its passion...
• The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
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• As long as you far from me my heart is living a stranger...
• And I am complaining to my tear of my eye from the share and the destiny...
• My night has taken a long time my darling and the longing has increased the sadness of it...
• The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
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• My foreignness made me suffering, I do not find a friend...
Without my kin and my people the life does not equals anything...
My heart has longed my darling to your existence with it...
The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
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(19)The Tragedy of Sport
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
And the human is running on the food in order to grow his paunch more...
And he practices the smoking in obstinacy and suffers much from the diseases...
• And he says to the boy or to the girl: make your obesity a habit...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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• In order that to be the mind is fit, its owner must be also fit in the body...
For example he does not follow the diet for a month and returns after it to the worst digestion...
• His sport must be an imposition even in the hot weather or the cold...Even if it were exercises on the ground in order to implants heart of its owner by the determination...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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The world in the current era loves the sports and games...
• They have become for the successful modern man like the air and the water...
And all the people are sharing him in it and all the ages are living by it...
Even the patients are running on it and they are practicing it by all the happiness...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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• We often tried in the world cup and got out from the first round…
Because we left our team unjust himself in the training and cocky…And the talent without the fitness with the force and speed and agility...do not makes a relation for the football by the skill and the art oh masters...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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• The world measures our civilization when we take part in the competitions...
If our sport failed in it our reputation becomes a humor...
And the world mocks of us and the peoples masquerading us...
And the adversaries are gloating in us and then we bring a pillow to our country...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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We often entered in the Olympic Games with highest levels of people…
And we came back by the biggest damages without to win anyone by a medal…If our people were athletic and the ignorance did not reach to this degree…
• Our winning was a normal thing and our country becomes in a leadership…
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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(20) I Will Always Love You
I who loved you by my soul and I who was not forget you for one moment and when you entered my heart I found you hurt my feelings...
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You cast down me in the bosom of my sorrows and irrigate me from the tears of my sadness when you left my heart alone and the love has came cry on me...
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• I loved the universe and its joys and the concern has flied away from me by its wings and the sadness has come to me with its wounds when I saw the harshness of your tough heart...
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• I crossed seas in my longings and I never find your love and my heart was faithful for your love and your heart was forgetting everything!!...
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• And I saw you inside my dreams implants the joy in my sweetest days and gives me the flowers of the hope then I did not find you at all...
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I will always love you even if you went away or hardened on me and my heart will always forget its torment in the wound of my sense...
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(21) You Are the illusion*
I do not want your love, I did not find any tenderness with you...
• Go away from the way of my heart, your heart will be a victim for me...
I am no longer bear any harshness from you and your love no longer equals anything for me... and enough my tears for me...
I do not want your love…
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• I wasted all my dreams with you and I returned by a lonely heart...
I lost the youth of my days and I found the love too far...
• And when I gave you all my love you were not care about me...
I do not want your love…
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• I am regretted on my feelings, alas on my heart with you...
• I was save your love although I was suffering and complaining from the wound of your passion...
• And I found you always forget me and I remained forgotten with you...
I do not want your love…
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• *This poem penned by the poet on the tongue of a girl.
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(22) A Writer Scream
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
• Why by all the injustice already his art does not earns him any profit?...
When he gives his life to the people with his tears or his sighs he find the history writes his death among people does not appreciating him...
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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The writer in Egypt is a candle burning at everyday and the life in his eyes is a tear complains always from the concerns...
When he present his message he do not find anything except his insult and the pain does not leaves him...
• Why the writer inEgypt
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• The writer in our country find the fulfill does not exist...
When he works hard all his age he do not find anything except the thanklessness...
• If he want to live on his art he do not find any profit from it and the money do not pay any attention to him...
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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The literature in the west is a fame and wealth and glory…
And the writer in his country is a flower sponsors it every land…
He find all the respect and he will never lost in the crowdedness and the hearts does not forget him…
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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• As long as the ignorance is living in minds of people the writer will live a victim...
• And this underdevelopment in their life will increase at everyday...
• Because the writer is fountain of the beauty and the life is impossible without him and who can lives without him?...
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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(23) A smile of Eyes
I loved you and I love you more when I see the smile in your eyes...
• Because your lips are a sugar and its sweetness seem in your eyes...
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• Oh who have this sweet smile, I love you and I am melting in your passion...
And I will take a picture for your lips in order to be a memory for my joy with you...
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• I see the joy of my heart when I see your smile because its beauty is coming from your soul...
• Because your soul is always painting the most beautiful smile when I look at you...
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• I am always like to see you laughing because your laughter is erasing all my pains...
• Because when you laugh your face restores the joy of my days...
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• The smile of your eyes fills the life by the joys in the nights of the sorrows...
And the sadness goes away at a second and all the nights of the beautiful past comes back again to us...
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I loved you and I love you more when I see the smile in your eyes...
• Because your lips are a sugar and its sweetness seem in your eyes...
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(24)The Mirage
• I am always sees you by my feelings the most beautiful picture which is living in my mind since a very long time.
And I find my dawn in the light of this picture and I live with it always in my poetry...
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• I have looked for you and I toured in everywhere and I was confused and suffering from your absence for a long time...
• Because I never loved before except your picture which I was wish it...
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• I have looked more and more about your address and I asked your time and your place...
• And I called your love and your tenderness and I stayed sleepless at the night for you...
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• I have looked more and more in my dreams and I was always sees you in my sleep...
• And I was wanted to see you a truth in front of me at someday...
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I was looking for you and I was known from the first that your absence will take a long time...
And I was also known that my nostalgia will imagine this picture to a truth for me...
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• But your picture was an illusion in my mind, it was the lie which was painted in my imagination...
• And because I was dreaming of my hopes, my illusion has become my favorite dream...
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(25)On Your Slow a Little
I am weakening in front of your tenderness, on your slow and piecemeal...
• Make with you from the fountain of your tenderness a little for the next days...because I will give you all my age and fills your nights by the joy and happiness...
• On your slow a little…
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I cannot bear your softness, my heart does not bear this beauty...
• It makes me melting in the glamour of your love and I remain thinking in you at the night without any sleeping...
• Because I am finding the bliss of the life fills this world when you be near from me...
• On your slow a little…
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• Your longings are waking my love and I find my heart is running to you at once...
And I am always seeing you in my sleeping and see my joy is dancing around you...
• I am wishing that I do not wake up from my dreams because the love is swinging by me...
• On your slow a little…
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(26)The Wound of the Lover
Why you have forgot everything between us?... why your heart hardened to this degree?...
• We have lost our love and our dream has died and we wasted the sweetest wish...
• Why you sold the past and the memories?...why you betrayed our passion?...what was my sin?...and why you left me when we were together?...my wound in your love does not cures at all...
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Where was gone our love in the past?... did you forget when the passion was a smile of our existence at every day?...
• Despite the nostalgia and despite the tenderness, you made me see the harshness of our parting...
• Your love is deception and you made me lives in a loss and there is nothing left for me except the wound of the parting...
• Why you sold the past and the memories?...why you betrayed our passion?...what was my sin?...and why you left me when we were together?...my wound in your love does not cures at all...
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• My grand love I regretted on it and I am crying on joy of our youth...
• Why you hurt my heart?... and why you killed your love?...that was too much for me...
• Tomorrow all my whining will erase my nostalgia to you and the longing will leave my sad heart...
• Why you sold the past and the memories?...why you betrayed our passion?...what was my sin?...and why you left me when we were together?...my wound in your love does not cures at all...
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(27)Farewell to the Ethics
The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
• And the conscience and the precious religion are become in our time martyrs...
• All the principles have died in the people and the sincere pure affection has absent...
Even the love in the heart of lover has become a lie and hypocrisy...
The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
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• Since the day which sold the people their conscience in it and the world filled the monsters...
And the life has planted by their evils and the mercy has put in coffins...
• And the injustice has become a law which is control in the life of the universe…
• In order to betray the faithful and the brothers becomes enemies…
• The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
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• Since the day which destroyed the people their religion in it and the money has became a god for them...
And the love has slaughtered by knife and the sincerity no longer exists...
Even the sweet word has died and the life has become harshness in harshness...
And the universe has become a complaint scream which is lives in the hearts of the miserables...
The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
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• As long as the right will be always absent, the life will remains a tragedy…
• And the world will live in disasters which will erase the goodness from it…
• And the unjust human behavior will lead him to the fast death…
• And makes the world deserve to live in ruin and destruction…
• The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
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(28)The Feast of Love
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
• Today we painted by the longing the most beautiful love in our hearts...
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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• Do you remember the day of our meeting when the love was a spectrum?
• Our passion has born between us in a smile of light longing...
We were still young and the nostalgia in our hearts was whispering by the talking…
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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Our eyes when we met were like every glance...
And the tenderness was petting us and the dream of tomorrow was grow...
• We were always raring, we were the sweetest sparrows... and the love was increasing quickly between us...
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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Whatever we were tired and whatever we were thinking or suffering from the concerns...
• Our love will be always green and it will never go away from us at someday...
• Whatever the years passed we will always stay lovers and our love will live for ever...
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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(29) The Paradise of Our Love
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...And then I went to sing for the hopefulness and the happiness...
• And the love has started between us and the nostalgia was having a resonance was collecting between our hearts and the life smiled for us...
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...
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• When I saw your eyes my darling promises me by the passion I saw the smile of my hopes in you and it was coming to collect us together on the love and the nostalgia and the passion between the eyes...and the time has come with the years to present the joy for us...
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...
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• I was dreaming my darling by this love since a long time...
• My wish was that to be my share in this life is seeing a joy decorated by you...
• I was want to see the light of my life in your eyes, I was want to forget all my sighs with you in order to live in the happiness in the paradise of our love...
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...
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Contents of the Book
(*)The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy
(1)Dedication
(2) A Date Does not Ending
(3) Portrait
(4) I Like Your Ruction .
(5)The Liar Lover
(6)My Tough Darling
(7)I Own Your Heart!
(8) Your Love is Unjust Me
(9) Lovers and Strangers .
(10) A New Page
(11)Who You Are?
(12)Give and Take
(13)A Date with the Confusion
(14)The GreatAlexandria
(15)Your Absence is Torment
(16)The Perfidious Passion
(17)Good Morning
(18)Foreignness of Feelings
(19)The Tragedy of Sport .
(20) I Will Always Love You
(21)You Are the illusion
(22) A Writer Scream
(23)A Smile of Eyes
(24)The Mirage
(25)On Your Slow a Little
(26)The Wound of the Lover
(27)Farewell to the Ethics
(28) The Feast of Love
(29)The Paradise of Our Love
His C.V
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The name: Gamal Ahmed Taha Mouhamed Elbialy
The fame name: The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
* Nationality: Egyptian and he was born in the city of Alexandria at year 1965
**He was a former employee in Engineering Management in Gomrok district in Alexandria and he works blogger now without to receive any wage.
* A comprehensive artist in the fields of literature, music and art and he began his journey with the arts from the year 1981 until now.
* In the field of literature: he writes in all the arts of the Arabic Literature where he writes: poetry - colloquial poetryـ Short story in colloquial poetry ـ the short storyـ the song - the play - the novel.
* In the field of music: he is an organist and pianist and he has multiple attempts at singing and composing.
* In the field of art: he is a professional photographer and a specialist in the art of portraiture.
*His achievements with the arts:
* He has authored more than 35 book varied in various kinds of Arabic Literature and he succeeded in adding new thinking and creative approach for the Arabic Literature in the modern time.
* He won the first place in poetry on level of the Arab Republic of Egypt in the National Competition for the protection of the environment which is organized by the Egyptian Ministry of Youth in Kafr El-Sheikh at year 2000.
* He won the first place in colloquial poetry on level of the
* He won the second place in the song competition on level of the
* He also won the first place in 4 competitions alone in poetry and colloquial poetry, song and short story on level of the city of
* He has won a several awards and certificates of appreciation at the highest levels.
*He is an active member in
* He is a member of Group of Arabic Literature in
* He is a member in Sayed Darwish band in the
*He is also a member of drawing hall in the
*He has published several literary works in newspapers and magazines.
*He participated in the several of poetry festivals, literary and cultural on level of the
* He was participated in singing in many concerts and on the top of it the international festival of cities of
* Radio
(With this Writer) and program (Literature of Beach) and program (Cultural Magazine).
*He has a large collection of songs presented on the texts committees of singing in Radio and Television.
*He has a 105 songs melodies already been developed and distributed some of them musically distribution by leading composers and musicians distributors in Alexandria, including songs which are wrote in seven languages: English, French, Spanish, Italian, German and Greek in addition to Arabic.
*He translated five books from his works from Arabic language to English language and those books are:
(1)
(2) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(3) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(5) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
*He has published five books in Egyptian and Arabic markets and all of them have achieved the highest in the sales of these books are:
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower from
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
last year the famous group of American companies (Amazon) and (Smashwords) were published and distributed and sold his works from e-books in Arabic and English (on the Internet) to all over the world.
*He was displayed 10 books of literary smorgasbord of his works (by his voice) on 40 video and he put them always on the web site (YouTube) in order the public can see and read them for free and he also published those ten books in his blogs by the Arabic language in order the readers can read them for free too and he also added to them another five blogs contains five literary books of and he translated them from the Arabic language to the English language.
*He allocated large number from his blogs for photography which he practice it in order to display the images of his foreign trips around the world in them and he also allocated a special blog for arts in order to display all the paintings which he drew them by himself to express about his literary works which are published in his books and he published all those blogs by the English language.
*He has always been a wide audience of his art lovers in everywhere in the world.
*The Poet / Gamal Elbialy works:
(1)
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower from
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(6)
(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays).
(11) Planet of the Peace (plays).
(12) The Massacre of Conscience (plays).
(13) Goodbye Dear Fulfill (collection of short stories).
(14) The
(15) Lie Name the Love (collection of short stories).
(16) The Smile of Impossible (book of poetry).
(17) The Musical Game of Political (collection of short stories).
(18) Assassination of Poet (novel ـ The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy).
(19) Flu of Feeling (collection of short stories).
(20) Springs of Fall (collection of short stories).
(21) The Password: Thief (plays).
(22)
(23) The Ideal Personality and the Way to Happiness (Social Psychology).
(24) Tree of Treason (collection of short stories).
(25) Blew of Hell (collection of short stories).
(26) Trees of Silence (collection of short stories).
(27) A Ramshackle Citizen (plays).
(28) Song of Dormancy (collection of short stories).
(29)
(30) Trial of a Sparrow (collection of short stories).
(31) The
(32) The Progress to Backwards (collection of short stories).
(33) Symphony of Fall (collection of short stories).
(34) Smile you are in hell! (collection of short stories).
(35) The Hypocrisy Clusters (short stories collection).
*His journey with the arts:
First: journey of literature: his literary trip began at the age of 11 years during the elementary school when he was writings on topics of expression and it was took the attention of Arabic language teachers in the school and he was always gets final grades and he was fluent in keeping poems and casting it good and then he began to writing and mimics the poetry that was studied by in the book of poems in elementary school and then in middle school - In the form of a simple poetic thoughts and then he studied during the high school in a special study - many of the books of ancient and modern poetry and then he studied the poetry weights and all of Arabic language Science and then he wrote the correct and weighted and vertical poems and then he turned to writing colloquial poetry, song and a student at the hands of the great Poet / Ahmed Elsamra, who is predicted for him a great future in the world of song, in particular and in the Arabic Literature in general and he was always present in literary forums and then he rolled his writings in the field of the short story and play and then the novel and that was of course after extensive and in-depth study of the Arabic Literature of the hand and the Global Literature on the other hand and he was learn himself by himself from A to Z in everything.
Second: The music trip: his musical talent emerged at the age of nine during the primary school where he was fluent in keeping tunes various percussion in the school band and then he left music for a long time and returned to it again in serious study by three institutes musical famous in Alexandria in 1991 and those institutes are: the European Institute of Music - Institute of Ibrahim Abdullah – Institute of Arabic music..
And he learned through it the various arts playing and composing on the piano and organ and then he returned again to the Arabic Music Institute and later he joined the department of learning the sounds and singing and then he joined the band of Sayed Darwish in Cultural Palace of freedom previously (the Creativity Center now) and participated in many concerts and foremost of it the festival of cities Alexandria in the world and national day for the Alexandria.
Third:journey of art: it is began during his undergraduate studies in Alexandria, where he was studying the subject of engineering drawing and he excelled in it and he was always gets top grades and it was always took the attention of his teachers - the beauty of engineering drawing plates so that they view all of his paintings in a special exhibition for engineering drawing when he graduated and he also has a very good estimate in the graduation project and that lead him to interest in this talent later and then he joined to the hall of the Culture Palace of freedom (the Creativity Center now) to learn and study the art and then he specialized in the art of portraiture and photography which are practiced by him and already work in it and he made numerous of trips for tourism and photography and he visited during these trips many of countries in Europe and Asia and these countries are France, Monaco, Italy, Vatican, Greece, Malaysia,Turkey, Indonesia, Nepal, Lebanon, Syria, Cyprus, the island of Corsica and Oman and then he returned from them with a very big collection of photographic photos for these countries and now he is currently being to prepare them for display at a special exhibition of photography.
E-mail:gamalelbialy@rocketmail.com
E-mail:thepoetgamal.elbialy@gmail.com
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The Liar Lover
For:The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
(1)Dedication
The word: I love you is not enough for you, it is a little word even if I say it a thousand time for you...
• Oh my soul...my soul and my life in your eyes and the world without you is tough and bitter...
I am wishing by saying: I love you that I can depict my flame and my fire in my talk and my poetry...
I am looking and I cannot find a word its characters express about truth of my feelings...
And if I said that I love you by my soul and you are my life and the pulsation of my heart...
All this words is too little in your love and there are a lot of words still hidden in my heart...
• And if I said that you are the spring of my youth and you are my moon at the night and my sun in the day...
• And if I said that you are the most beautiful meanings in my book and you are paradise of my life and you are my light and my fire...
All of this is also too little for you and you still the most precious thing in my life and the most beautiful flower in my eyes...
I am wishing to find the meanings between my hands to depict and paint the most beautiful picture for you...
• I love you as I love my existence and as I love my life and my entity in this world...
And when I die you will be the paradise of the immortality for me and you will be the bliss which will live for me for ever...
• Gamal Elbialy
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(2) A Date Does not Ending
• My heart is dying at once my darling if I did not see you at someday...
• Because I do not live except for you and all my age is for you...
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• As long as I see you beside me I am becoming in a wonderful dream with you...
Do not wake my heart from this dream and let me melting always in your passion...
• * * * * * *
• I loved this life in your picture from the moment which I met you in it…
• I saw the world decorated by your beauty and your love was lighting it for me…
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I do not imagine at all that I can live in this universe without you...
I do not imagine the absence of my moon, I do not imagine that your perfume leaves me at someday...
• * * * * * *
I have created in this universe for you and your love has created for me...
• If I did not drink your tenderness at a moment my soul will leave me at once...
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• If our parting was written for us at someday that will never effect in us...
• My soul and your soul will racing us and they will meet each other whatever we went away from each other.
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(3) Portrait
• On the beach of love I will paint for you a picture by the colors of longings...
I will describe in it how I longs to you from the day that we became lovers in it...
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• And I will depict in it how that my heart can not bear its longing...
• It is pining and tries to escape from me and its torment cauterize in the veins of it...
• * * * * * *
• And the second in your absence is delaying pulses from its pulsation and its sense...
• And the brain also can not thinking because you are its thought and the basis of it...
• * * * * * *
And I will paint after your absence how the sun has absent from me...
• And the moon also has said that you demanded from it to quarrel me in your absence...
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• And the sparrow which was singing for me no longer flutters on my door...
It also absent from me from the severity of my whining and my torment...
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And when I come to irrigate the flowers in your grove I find them wilts and does not grows...
And they demanded from me to irrigate them by your tenderness and I said to them: I can not...
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• And I will write on the edge of the picture: in your absence my youth has absent from me...
• And when I see the sweetest princess I will erase by the perfume of the joy my torment...
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• (4) I Like Your Ruction
• The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
Because our temporary disagreements do not spoils for affection an issue and it ignites the fire of petting and the love is need to seasonings...
The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it is wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
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• When we quarrels with each other at someday we fears from the parting and croaks and then we understanding with each other quickly and deletes at once any barriers...
• And then our love collects us and we says goodbye to our ruction and our life becomes has a meaning and the passion does everything in it...
• The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it is wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
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• Our love in the existence of the disagreements nears the distances between us because it seems in the crises which solves with it easily...
• And it makes our love increases and renews the dates between us when our parting becomes far away from us and the longings continue in our hearts...
• The most beautiful thing in the love is our ruction, it is wakes our love quickly and makes us longs much to our talk and makes us meets each other quickly...
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• (5)The Liar Lover*
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
• He is sending a million sweet word..
• Whatever he says a joke and laughter I am closing the line at every minute...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
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He deprived me from the sleeping with his fiddling talk...
And he sent me a perfume from the sweetest passion... and he is acting like a prince who his heart has a problem in the love...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
• * * * * * *
He said that his admiration makes him longs to me...
• I said to him: your are a liar... where is this longings?... your love is a mirage, it is a bold lie...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
• * * * * * *
• He said: he can not sleep from his longing and his nostalgia...
• I said: oh my god, your heart is very weak... you have illusions I am inculpable from them...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
• * * * * * *
• He said: what can I do? My heart in a fire... why you always hardens on it?... I said: let it be combustion...
The phone rang: it was a crazy lover.
He is sending a million sweet words...
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*This song penned by the poet on the tongue of a girl.
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(6)My Tough Darling
My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
• Oh my confusion in your love and in your heart...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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• When I come to you and when I save your love and despite that I never betrayed you I am suffering in your eyes from the bitter of my torment...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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• Oh unjust my passion although you heart with me I am saying to you: it is enough for me what I am seeing from the time...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
• * * * * * *
I am putting you in my eyes and your spectrum comes to me and there is big distance between you and me...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
• * * * * * *
Oh who forgot my love I am no longer sleeps, that is too much for me, please give me some of your tenderness...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
• * * * * * *
• I will leave all my longings and I will go on my way because you are really do not have a safety...
• My darling oh tough oh who forgot the past...
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(7) I Own Your Heart!
I own your heart and I am free in it...
• How it complain about my love for it?…
• If it came to blame me it is also understand me...
And it will never quarrel with me and I will never also admonish it...
I own your heart and I am free in it...
• * * * * * *
• If I was absent from you, I am a part of you...
When I am far from you my heart does not forget my love for you...
• It is always remember you because you filled it by the longing to you...
• I own your heart and I am free in it...
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• When I leave my meeting with you I remain your darling...
And the longing in my heart is saving my love for you...And your share that you enjoy by it...
I own your heart and I am free in it...
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(8)Your Love is Unjust Me
Your love is unjust me despite that your heart is understanding me...and why you quarrel me?... and why you made a problem?...
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When my heart came to you and when it remained calls you and despite that I am saving your love, you forgot this love!...and you hardened on me although you feels by me and then I found the sadness is walking behind me at everywhere....
• Your love is unjust me despite that your heart is understanding me...and why you quarrel me?... and why you made a problem?...
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• You are tough in your love and you always forget me in your ruction and even when you talk with me you increase my sadness...
I will be your darling and I will never leave you because I am your share and your heart is my wish...
Your love is unjust me despite that your heart is understanding me...and why you quarrel me?... and why you made a problem?...
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(9) Lovers and Strangers
My heart and your heart are lovers why we feel that we are strangers?...
We always complaining about the cruelty from each other, why we bring the complaint to our hearts?...
And Why don't we maintain our love?...
My heart and your heart are lovers…
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• If the love has filled our life, why we implants the pain between us?...
Our hearts must be pure when we meet each other in longing...And otherwise our love will be a mirage...
My heart and your heart are lovers…
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Our hearts should be lovers whatever happened between us...
• And if our love was not useful for us the parting will divide us...and then we will comfort from our torment...
My heart and your heart are lovers…
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(10) A New Page
• Come on to open new page with me and come on live in a happy life...
• In order to erase our sorrows and to restore our love again...
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• Come on reconciles quickly with me without blaming and forgives each other...
• In order to restore the memory of yesterday and to live with the sweetest wishes...
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• Come on to forget all the past and to erase all our sighs...
• With a smile fills our life and paints meanings for love...
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Come on to return to singing with me once again like the happy birds...in order to say to the joy: stay with the songs of our love...
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Come on to open our hearts again and makes the love our friend...in order to live our age and our youth without any suffering...
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Come on to fill quickly all our days by longings from our fountain of love...and forgets all our ruction...the age is hours and seconds...
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(11) Who You Are?
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
• Those eyes I lived in them.. I do not see any foreignness inside them...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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Did we were talking before?... Did there was ruction between us??.. Did I saw you before in my dreams??...Did we were live in a lie at someday??...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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We were already lovers at someday... and the passion was melt between us...
• And the parting was absent about us... and our hearts were fell in love before...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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We lived since years ago in wonderful dream filled with nostalgia...
When we were lovers and the love will never disappear...
• Those eyes I do not forget them.. Did we were lovers at someday??
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(12)Give and Take*
The passion is give and take not parting or confusion...
• If you spared by dating how we can loves each other? And when?...
• The passion is give and take…
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• Why you drives the petting to me?... why you hardens on my heart?...
• The longing has flared in it...I am wishing to see you merciful by it...
• You made me from the eagerness hanging in your love...
• The passion is give and take…
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• Alleviate your petting with me and take care of my busy heart...
• Do not say: no to my heart and open a hope door for it...
And listen to the pulsation of my heart it is singing for you...
• The passion is give and take…
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• Neither the longing nor the passion bears our absence...
Why we should be tired and the solution is the convergence between us?...
You have to know that our hearts are very happy in the love...
• The passion is give and take…
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(13)A date With the Confusion
I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
Because I am say to you: I love you and I find your love does not continue...
I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
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I am confused in you and I despaired, you made my mind confuses in your conditions...
I am lost in your passion and you tortures me, please say what happened to you?...
• Your heart sometimes loves me and sometimes I find it does not tends to me...
• I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
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• I am wishing to see your heart saves my love and loves me at someday...
• And I am wishing to hear your eyes when they calling my love and longs to me when I meet you...
• In order to see our hearts raring and the love between them has a long age...
I can not believe you at someday if you said: you are busy by my love...
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(14)The Great
Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
And inform all the world to make the people visits us in order to know these people our civilization...
• Tour and see our precious museums and see our high bluff mosques or watch our castle...
• Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
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Visit our Greek Museum or the Roman Theater...
• And see what did the grandparents in them and recognize also on Sawari column and visit our masterpiece: Aboul Abbas...
• Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
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• Look at to the glories which the grandparents were made it and look at the greats who immortalized our country...
And there is also the
• And the
• Oh who did not see the glory of our monuments, come to here to see our greatness...
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(15) Your Absence is Torment
Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
Our love without convergence will never equal anything except the blame and admonition...
Which is beginning by the love is ending by the longing not by the spacing and the torture...
Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
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How is there is a love between us and our hearts are lovers and you are oh my soul far from me?...
That is too much for me when you forget the longings and leaves my heart alone...
Why you make the days erases quickly fulfill of lover heart to the lover...
• Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
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If I do not have a thousand dates with you in the love we will never be lovers...
Our love will never live as long as our hearts divided and we will become strangers...
I am wishing to see you does not leaving me in order to save the promise of the heart which want you to be near from me...
Why oh lover of the heart... oh kindest creature... you always absent from me?...
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(16) The Perfidious Passion
Oh sweet oh who seated far from me: why you increases the distance between you and me?...
• If you were not intending to give me a date I will leave your eyes escapes from me...
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• Since early I am petting you and you do not care about me...
You confused my heart with my mind, please give me the answer...
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You gave me one glance until now and it took my mind at once...
I need now to another glance in order to see its beauty and its sweetness…
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• In order to see your eyes charms my heart when you look at my eyes...
• And in order to see your charm is saying: hello to all who meets me...
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• But my sweet you are petting on me and you think that I drown in your love...
With that I will never care about you and I will sell your love in your way...
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• Because your passion is unjust and tough and the thorn hurts its flowers...
• And I will never forget at all that I deceived with its vanity...
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(17)Good Morning
• Is this a problem for you and more if you said to me: good morning?!...
Your heart is used to the harshness and I was thinking that it a big...
• Your love no longer equals anything for me and now there are distances between you and me...
• And it is wrong to blame you by my complaint, my blaming no longer has any effect on you...
I am blaming my heart which loved the evil woman...
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I was the smile in your life and perfume of the waft in your air...
• I was butterfly of your grove, I was the star in your sky...
I was the song in your melodies, I was your hopes and your wishes...
My heart was your house and your place and the doctor of your sorrows and your medicine...
• I lived my life for you and I planted my love inside you...
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• And you betrayed my heart and sold me and killed my longing and my nostalgia...
And you destroyed all that was between us and you did not care even by the tears of my eyes...
And you burnt the paradise of our dreams and burnt me by my sadness and my pains...
• And who chosen to get out from the paradise tomorrow he will suffer from the hell and comes to me...
Tomorrow you will regret on what was happened for us and then I will say to you: forget me...
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(18)Foreignness of Feelings*
The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
It is make the longing is my share from my long absence and its torment...
• Since I went away from you I dream to be near from you...and my heart in a fire because you are a smile of its love and its passion...
• The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
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• As long as you far from me my heart is living a stranger...
• And I am complaining to my tear of my eye from the share and the destiny...
• My night has taken a long time my darling and the longing has increased the sadness of it...
• The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
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• My foreignness made me suffering, I do not find a friend...
Without my kin and my people the life does not equals anything...
My heart has longed my darling to your existence with it...
The foreignness my darling is the hardest thing in the life...
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• *The lover of the poet has traveled to
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(19)The Tragedy of Sport
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
And the human is running on the food in order to grow his paunch more...
And he practices the smoking in obstinacy and suffers much from the diseases...
• And he says to the boy or to the girl: make your obesity a habit...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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• In order that to be the mind is fit, its owner must be also fit in the body...
For example he does not follow the diet for a month and returns after it to the worst digestion...
• His sport must be an imposition even in the hot weather or the cold...Even if it were exercises on the ground in order to implants heart of its owner by the determination...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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The world in the current era loves the sports and games...
• They have become for the successful modern man like the air and the water...
And all the people are sharing him in it and all the ages are living by it...
Even the patients are running on it and they are practicing it by all the happiness...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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• We often tried in the world cup and got out from the first round…
Because we left our team unjust himself in the training and cocky…And the talent without the fitness with the force and speed and agility...do not makes a relation for the football by the skill and the art oh masters...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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• The world measures our civilization when we take part in the competitions...
If our sport failed in it our reputation becomes a humor...
And the world mocks of us and the peoples masquerading us...
And the adversaries are gloating in us and then we bring a pillow to our country...
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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We often entered in the Olympic Games with highest levels of people…
And we came back by the biggest damages without to win anyone by a medal…If our people were athletic and the ignorance did not reach to this degree…
• Our winning was a normal thing and our country becomes in a leadership…
The worst flaw in the Egyptian people that the people do not like the sport...
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(20) I Will Always Love You
I who loved you by my soul and I who was not forget you for one moment and when you entered my heart I found you hurt my feelings...
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You cast down me in the bosom of my sorrows and irrigate me from the tears of my sadness when you left my heart alone and the love has came cry on me...
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• I loved the universe and its joys and the concern has flied away from me by its wings and the sadness has come to me with its wounds when I saw the harshness of your tough heart...
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• I crossed seas in my longings and I never find your love and my heart was faithful for your love and your heart was forgetting everything!!...
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• And I saw you inside my dreams implants the joy in my sweetest days and gives me the flowers of the hope then I did not find you at all...
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I will always love you even if you went away or hardened on me and my heart will always forget its torment in the wound of my sense...
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(21) You Are the illusion*
I do not want your love, I did not find any tenderness with you...
• Go away from the way of my heart, your heart will be a victim for me...
I am no longer bear any harshness from you and your love no longer equals anything for me... and enough my tears for me...
I do not want your love…
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• I wasted all my dreams with you and I returned by a lonely heart...
I lost the youth of my days and I found the love too far...
• And when I gave you all my love you were not care about me...
I do not want your love…
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• I am regretted on my feelings, alas on my heart with you...
• I was save your love although I was suffering and complaining from the wound of your passion...
• And I found you always forget me and I remained forgotten with you...
I do not want your love…
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• *This poem penned by the poet on the tongue of a girl.
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(22) A Writer Scream
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
• Why by all the injustice already his art does not earns him any profit?...
When he gives his life to the people with his tears or his sighs he find the history writes his death among people does not appreciating him...
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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The writer in Egypt is a candle burning at everyday and the life in his eyes is a tear complains always from the concerns...
When he present his message he do not find anything except his insult and the pain does not leaves him...
• Why the writer in
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• The writer in our country find the fulfill does not exist...
When he works hard all his age he do not find anything except the thanklessness...
• If he want to live on his art he do not find any profit from it and the money do not pay any attention to him...
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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The literature in the west is a fame and wealth and glory…
And the writer in his country is a flower sponsors it every land…
He find all the respect and he will never lost in the crowdedness and the hearts does not forget him…
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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• As long as the ignorance is living in minds of people the writer will live a victim...
• And this underdevelopment in their life will increase at everyday...
• Because the writer is fountain of the beauty and the life is impossible without him and who can lives without him?...
• Why the writer in Egypt always find himself does not equals anything?...
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(23) A smile of Eyes
I loved you and I love you more when I see the smile in your eyes...
• Because your lips are a sugar and its sweetness seem in your eyes...
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• Oh who have this sweet smile, I love you and I am melting in your passion...
And I will take a picture for your lips in order to be a memory for my joy with you...
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• I see the joy of my heart when I see your smile because its beauty is coming from your soul...
• Because your soul is always painting the most beautiful smile when I look at you...
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• I am always like to see you laughing because your laughter is erasing all my pains...
• Because when you laugh your face restores the joy of my days...
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• The smile of your eyes fills the life by the joys in the nights of the sorrows...
And the sadness goes away at a second and all the nights of the beautiful past comes back again to us...
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I loved you and I love you more when I see the smile in your eyes...
• Because your lips are a sugar and its sweetness seem in your eyes...
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(24)The Mirage
• I am always sees you by my feelings the most beautiful picture which is living in my mind since a very long time.
And I find my dawn in the light of this picture and I live with it always in my poetry...
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• I have looked for you and I toured in everywhere and I was confused and suffering from your absence for a long time...
• Because I never loved before except your picture which I was wish it...
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• I have looked more and more about your address and I asked your time and your place...
• And I called your love and your tenderness and I stayed sleepless at the night for you...
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• I have looked more and more in my dreams and I was always sees you in my sleep...
• And I was wanted to see you a truth in front of me at someday...
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I was looking for you and I was known from the first that your absence will take a long time...
And I was also known that my nostalgia will imagine this picture to a truth for me...
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• But your picture was an illusion in my mind, it was the lie which was painted in my imagination...
• And because I was dreaming of my hopes, my illusion has become my favorite dream...
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(25)On Your Slow a Little
I am weakening in front of your tenderness, on your slow and piecemeal...
• Make with you from the fountain of your tenderness a little for the next days...because I will give you all my age and fills your nights by the joy and happiness...
• On your slow a little…
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I cannot bear your softness, my heart does not bear this beauty...
• It makes me melting in the glamour of your love and I remain thinking in you at the night without any sleeping...
• Because I am finding the bliss of the life fills this world when you be near from me...
• On your slow a little…
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• Your longings are waking my love and I find my heart is running to you at once...
And I am always seeing you in my sleeping and see my joy is dancing around you...
• I am wishing that I do not wake up from my dreams because the love is swinging by me...
• On your slow a little…
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(26)The Wound of the Lover
Why you have forgot everything between us?... why your heart hardened to this degree?...
• We have lost our love and our dream has died and we wasted the sweetest wish...
• Why you sold the past and the memories?...why you betrayed our passion?...what was my sin?...and why you left me when we were together?...my wound in your love does not cures at all...
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Where was gone our love in the past?... did you forget when the passion was a smile of our existence at every day?...
• Despite the nostalgia and despite the tenderness, you made me see the harshness of our parting...
• Your love is deception and you made me lives in a loss and there is nothing left for me except the wound of the parting...
• Why you sold the past and the memories?...why you betrayed our passion?...what was my sin?...and why you left me when we were together?...my wound in your love does not cures at all...
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• My grand love I regretted on it and I am crying on joy of our youth...
• Why you hurt my heart?... and why you killed your love?...that was too much for me...
• Tomorrow all my whining will erase my nostalgia to you and the longing will leave my sad heart...
• Why you sold the past and the memories?...why you betrayed our passion?...what was my sin?...and why you left me when we were together?...my wound in your love does not cures at all...
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(27)Farewell to the Ethics
The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
• And the conscience and the precious religion are become in our time martyrs...
• All the principles have died in the people and the sincere pure affection has absent...
Even the love in the heart of lover has become a lie and hypocrisy...
The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
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• Since the day which sold the people their conscience in it and the world filled the monsters...
And the life has planted by their evils and the mercy has put in coffins...
• And the injustice has become a law which is control in the life of the universe…
• In order to betray the faithful and the brothers becomes enemies…
• The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
• * * * * * *
• Since the day which destroyed the people their religion in it and the money has became a god for them...
And the love has slaughtered by knife and the sincerity no longer exists...
Even the sweet word has died and the life has become harshness in harshness...
And the universe has become a complaint scream which is lives in the hearts of the miserables...
The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
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• As long as the right will be always absent, the life will remains a tragedy…
• And the world will live in disasters which will erase the goodness from it…
• And the unjust human behavior will lead him to the fast death…
• And makes the world deserve to live in ruin and destruction…
• The world in the current era have disappeared the ethics in it...
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(28)The Feast of Love
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
• Today we painted by the longing the most beautiful love in our hearts...
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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• Do you remember the day of our meeting when the love was a spectrum?
• Our passion has born between us in a smile of light longing...
We were still young and the nostalgia in our hearts was whispering by the talking…
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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Our eyes when we met were like every glance...
And the tenderness was petting us and the dream of tomorrow was grow...
• We were always raring, we were the sweetest sparrows... and the love was increasing quickly between us...
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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Whatever we were tired and whatever we were thinking or suffering from the concerns...
• Our love will be always green and it will never go away from us at someday...
• Whatever the years passed we will always stay lovers and our love will live for ever...
• Today is the feast of our love, do you remember this day?
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(29) The Paradise of Our Love
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...And then I went to sing for the hopefulness and the happiness...
• And the love has started between us and the nostalgia was having a resonance was collecting between our hearts and the life smiled for us...
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...
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• When I saw your eyes my darling promises me by the passion I saw the smile of my hopes in you and it was coming to collect us together on the love and the nostalgia and the passion between the eyes...and the time has come with the years to present the joy for us...
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...
• * * * * * *
• I was dreaming my darling by this love since a long time...
• My wish was that to be my share in this life is seeing a joy decorated by you...
• I was want to see the light of my life in your eyes, I was want to forget all my sighs with you in order to live in the happiness in the paradise of our love...
• When the charm of your eyes called me I saw the most beautiful wish in you...
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Contents of the Book
(*)The C.V of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy
(1)Dedication
(2) A Date Does not Ending
(3) Portrait
(4) I Like Your Ruction .
(5)The Liar Lover
(6)My Tough Darling
(7)I Own Your Heart!
(8) Your Love is Unjust Me
(9) Lovers and Strangers .
(10) A New Page
(11)Who You Are?
(12)Give and Take
(13)A Date with the Confusion
(14)The Great
(15)Your Absence is Torment
(16)The Perfidious Passion
(17)Good Morning
(18)Foreignness of Feelings
(19)The Tragedy of Sport .
(20) I Will Always Love You
(21)You Are the illusion
(22) A Writer Scream
(23)A Smile of Eyes
(24)The Mirage
(25)On Your Slow a Little
(26)The Wound of the Lover
(27)Farewell to the Ethics
(28) The Feast of Love
(29)The Paradise of Our Love
The Poet / Gamal Elbialy
works which are published now in his blogs : (Immortal Literatures) by the
Arabic language:
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower fromParadise (book of songs and
colloquial poetry).
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(6)Paradise of Love (book of songs and
colloquial poetry for children).
(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays)
(11) Selections of the most beautiful works of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy
Dear reader you can read all this works by the Arabic language by using the following link:
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The translated works for the Poet / Gamal Elbialy from the Arabic language to the English language which are published now in his blogs (Immortal Literatures) by the English language:
1 ـ Immortal Literatures (1): with book (Paradise of Falsity)(poetry book).
2 ـ Immortal Literatures (2): with book (Love Song)(book of songs and colloquial poetry).
3 ـ Immortal Literatures (3): with book (Assassination of Heart) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
4 ـ Immortal Literatures (4): with book (The Swing) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
5 ـ Immortal Literatures (5): with book (The Liar Lover) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
Dear reader you can read all those works now by the English language by using the following link:_
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blogs in the photography and the arts:
Blog 1 : Global Images (1) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 1
Blog 2 : Global Images (2) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 2
Blog 3 : Global Images (3) : with the images of Nepal
(1) Paradise of Falsity (book of poetry).
(2) Return of Yesterday (short stories collection).
(3) Love Song (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(4) Flower from
(5) Grove of Love (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(6)
(7) Assassination of Heart (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(8) The Swing (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(9) The Liar Lover (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
(10) Flowers of Theater (plays)
(11) Selections of the most beautiful works of the Poet / Gamal Elbialy
Dear reader you can read all this works by the Arabic language by using the following link:
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The translated works for the Poet / Gamal Elbialy from the Arabic language to the English language which are published now in his blogs (Immortal Literatures) by the English language:
1 ـ Immortal Literatures (1): with book (Paradise of Falsity)(poetry book).
2 ـ Immortal Literatures (2): with book (Love Song)(book of songs and colloquial poetry).
3 ـ Immortal Literatures (3): with book (Assassination of Heart) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
4 ـ Immortal Literatures (4): with book (The Swing) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
5 ـ Immortal Literatures (5): with book (The Liar Lover) (book of songs and colloquial poetry).
Dear reader you can read all those works now by the English language by using the following link:_
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
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The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blogs in the photography and the arts:
Blog 1 : Global Images (1) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 1
Blog 2 : Global Images (2) : with the images of Istanbul trip (part 2
Blog 3 : Global Images (3) : with the images of Nepal
Blog 4 : Global Images (4) : with the images of Nepal
trip (part 2
Blog 5 : Global Images (5) : with the images ofNepal
Blog 5 : Global Images (5) : with the images of
trip (part 3
Blog 6 : Global Images (6) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 1
Blog 7 : Global Images (7) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 2
Blog 8 : Global Images (8) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 3
Blog 9 : Global Images (9) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 4
Blog 10 : Global Images (10) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 5
Blog 11 : The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blog in the arts
Blog 12 : Around The World (1): with the images of The
Blog 6 : Global Images (6) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 1
Blog 7 : Global Images (7) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 2
Blog 8 : Global Images (8) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 3
Blog 9 : Global Images (9) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 4
Blog 10 : Global Images (10) : with the images of Malaysia trip (part 5
Blog 11 : The Poet / Gamal Elbialy blog in the arts
Blog 12 : Around The World (1): with the images of The
Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the
world (part 1
Blog 13 : Around The World (2): with the images of The
Blog 13 : Around The World (2): with the images of The
Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the
world
(part 2
Blog 14 : Around The World (3): with the images of The
(part 2
Blog 14 : Around The World (3): with the images of The
Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the
world (part 3
Blog 15 : Around The World (4): with the images of The
Blog 15 : Around The World (4): with the images of The
Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the
world (part 4
Blog 16 : Around The World (5): with the images of The
Poet / Gamal Elbialy trips around the world
(part 5Blog 16 : Around The World (5): with the images of The
Dear reader you can read all those works now by the English language by using the following link:
https://plus.google.com/u/0/112674594392432263256#112674594392432263256/posts
