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.. Enough of their worries.. Written by the poet.. Mansour Abu Abdullah.. كفايه هم.. بقلم الشاعر. منصور أبو عبد الله.

كفايه هم 


بقلمى منصور أبو عبدالله 


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لسه فيك ملامح حياه بعد الدنيا ما باعتك 


لساك عاوز تعيش فيها تانى بعد ما عدى عمرك 


فاضلك ايه تانى فيها بعد ما باعك اللى من دمك 


فوق يا انا دا انت من كتر الهم بالعافيه غاكر اسمك 


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بطبطب على نفسك علشان تمشى أيامك 


شلت كل الناس ومحدش فى وجعك شالك 


ولما رقدت على فرشتك محدش جه يوم وزارك 


وبتقاوح موج عالى فى بحر غويط ناوى على غراقك


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فاكر نفسك فارس وخيال فوق بقى من الخيال 


حسبت الدنيا تمشى بالطيبه  وهى محسوبه بالمال


وكل غجة سكين بجيلك من القريب ودمك سال 


طب كيف الصبر عاوزه يداوى حال الدنيا اللى مال 


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طول عمرك فاكر نفسك على الكل ليك تمن وغالى 


اتاريك متسواش فى القلوب غير ماضى وبالى 


محدش رحمك لما برك تاه وموج الهم عليك عالى 


فوق بقى ومتحسبشى نفسك عند حد عزيز وغالى 


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اه يا هم صحبتك معاى زادت وعمرها طال 


وانا اللى شلت حمول تقيله متشلهاش جبال 


لا عمرى من حملى كليت ولا كتفى من الشيل مال 


وبقول مهما الحمل زاد يارب بدل بفضلك الاحوال 


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بقلمى منصور أبو عبدالله 


كفايه هم

Enough is enough. Written by Mansour Abu Abdullah ******************** You still have the features of a life after the world has not sold you. You still want to live in it again after your life has passed. What else is there for you after it sold you? What is from your blood above, oh Anna, you are from so much concern for good health, I hate your name ******************** You are stroking yourself so that you can pass your days, all people are paralyzed, and no one is in your pain, and when you lay down on me No one came to visit you on the day they visited you, and high waves in a deep sea were about to drown you ********************* You think of yourself as a knight and imagination beyond the rest of imagination. I thought the world was going on with goodness and it was counted on money. And every stab of a knife in your generation from the near and your blood flowed Well, how can patience heal the condition of the world that is money ********************* All your life, remember yourself for all that you have, I wish you well and dearly, I will see you, do not neglect in Hearts are not in the past, and to my mind, no one has mercy on you when you are lost, and the waves of worry over you are higher than ever, and do not think that you are with someone dear and precious ********************* Oh, they are your companionship with me has increased and its life has been long. And I am the one who carried a heavy burden, let it not be lifted by mountains. Neither my life has been exhausted from my burden, nor my shoulders from carrying money, and I say, no matter how much the load increases, O Lord, change the conditions with your grace ********************** Written by Mansour Abu Abdullah, enough of them 
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