Poetry Quote by شيرين عادل — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Under the summer roses”

“Hey you, dragging the halo-”

“Far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do. The wind carries the night, and passes on, aimless.”

“How clear, how lovely bright,”

“It must be a little love, - a baby, sort of,”

“You can never rouse Harris. There is no poetry about Harris- no wild yearning for the unattainable. Harris never "weeps, he knows not why." If Harris's eyes fill with tears, you can bet it is because Harris has been eating raw onions, or has put too much Worcester over his chop.”