A bridge is like a crossway
Where words build the bridges over souls
With one path that connects the world
Stretching from one bank to another, one person to another, one heart to another
All while uniting everyone all together as one
With the river underneath carrying across to the sea
Never able to split us apart
Like West and East, North and South
It can’t be one without the other
Like a bridge
You can’t have only one side
But two sides yes, like two sides of a story
Like the beginning and the end
Like a Story Bridge
P.s this is my photography..
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qasida|poetry
Poésieqaṣīdah| First recorded in 1810-20, qasida is an Arabic poem, usually in monorhyme, that may be satirical, elegiac, threatening, or laudatory. These are my poems written from my heart and how I see and feel about things in my life.
