I chose her and her forty likenesses were jealous: The book “I Choose Her, So Her Forty Likes Are Jealous” contains some of the thoughts that come between lovers and are not limited to the topics of love that brings them together alone. Rather, more than that, some of the thoughts that come to them about what is going on, happening, and conversations going on around them.. The book contains a lot of words and ideas that may have occurred to you, crossed your mind, or dreamed about one day.
From the depth of feelings...just notes written down
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Depth of feelings: These are situations to which the writer was exposed to experiences he heard from people with whom he has a strong relationship, and he tries to describe his feelings and the feelings of others with emotional words that may be shared with the reader.
The story of a dream:
It consists of short and very short thoughts that tell about a reality that the writer went through and some of the situations, and it contains messages and advice from which the reader can learn in his daily practical life.
I hope that you will respond to the issue of approving the publication of the book
Many thanks and gratitude to you
Maryam Abdullah Al-Dhanhani
To you:
A collection of literary and poetic texts that imitate reality and life... translating the turmoil of emotions and sensations with deep words and a smooth style... in which sweet imagination is mixed with some bitter reality...
In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.. and may blessings and peace be upon His Noble Messenger..
When I decided to close the last page of my first book, “Alive in Love,” your love flowed more into my heart until it began to overflow onto new white pages, so I filled page after page until I gave you my second book filled with my love for you.
Seasons:
Miniatures that tell seasons of feeling... are small prose texts
Every miniature says a lot...
For everyone who suffers from distress and boredom due to excessive chatter...
Whose imagination cannot contain enough words...
Whoever is certain one day that the best words...
With it, I will pass the seasons of indulgence to the point of escape
Memories are the pain reliever of longing:
They are scattered thoughts and expressive texts with the positions of a girl who graduated from the school of the past, carrying in her heart the impressions of her ancestors and their upbringing, and adhering to their principles and their will that religion is morals and values that we will not abandon when standing at the station of the present.
They are yesterday's messages that we deliver to today's mail so that they can be lessons from the past. ..
Until that meeting:
Oh this death that lives so powerfully..
How did it start with you? He took the basis and foundation
Security and reassurance...the soul and the breath...
He did not know that after you I became forgotten on the road
Known as the nobody... far from me...
I can't hear my voice anymore. I'm the address whose messages don't reach me.
How did you involuntarily become a stranger?
I am not tempted by the introduction and I am not bothered by staying in the middle
Better stability in the back.
Flashes dancing words:
This book deals with a literary text, or what is called a thought, where the texts talk about the heart, the soul, love, and departure, mixed with some sadness and joy.
The book also contains a number of glimpses or wisdom that reinforce the matters addressed in the texts, either through quotations from intellectuals and writers or from what I have inferred from the past.
Crime for love:
I wrote in this book a lot of different feelings and topics. Between its lines there are feelings that go back to my heart, my feelings, and my general life. I wrote about love in the sense of my private heart, and about happiness, sadness, separation, and many feelings that carry praise for one person and reproach for others. My words here do not constitute one year or a period. Short of my life, but here is a group of years that began when my pen began to draw its first letters and continues to this day.
I have talked about many things in the pages of my book, and yet my heart still longs to live more and sees that what I have written so far is nothing more than the letters of a few years that passed during my youth and youth.
I talked a lot in my book about feelings of love, and I am fully aware that many will not understand them well. They will like the beauty of the letters and the harmony of the words, but only those who have lived the same feeling and know that love is not the love that exists between two genders or two people, but rather love is to love ourselves, so we love those who love us. We love life around us and thus we see people in a completely different light.
