“no verse, no diction resurrected, shaped unless the thought of you dictates this ink, your slave as the poems flow through from the ocean, the vastness that is you so that even nej is a lie for you are the… — Nejoud Al-Yagout Copy Share Image
“no verse, no diction resurrected, shaped unless the thought of you dictates this ink, your slave as the poems flow through from the ocean,… — Nejoud Al-Yagout Copy Share Image
“And the universe took you away So that I could finally see That the muse is me” — Nejoud Al-Yagout Copy Share Image
“The greatest love story ever told was between a leaf and the sun, between the trees and a breeze, between the sand beneath your… — Nejoud Al-Yagout Copy Share Image
