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Ṣwεεтέя,n
31-08-2015, 20:11
My galley, chargèd with forgetfulness,
Thorough sharp seas in winter nights doth pass
'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine en'my, alas,
That is my lord, steereth with cruelness;
And every owre a thought in readiness,
As though that death were light in such a case.
An endless wind doth tear the sail apace
Of forced sighs and trusty fearfulness.
A rain of tears, a cloud of dark disdain,
Hath done the weared cords great hinderance;
Wreathèd with error and eke with ignorance.
The stars be hid that led me to this pain;
Drownèd is Reason that should me comfort,
And I remain despairing of the port.


BY SIR THOMAS WYATT

Ṣwεεтέя,n
02-09-2015, 22:10
♥A wise man once told me, family don't end in blood



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrti8CWY5JA

M I R A
03-09-2015, 18:13
بصمة :e418:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
04-09-2015, 00:34
بصمة :e418:

يامرحب :d نورتي المكان:e418:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
04-09-2015, 00:48
"My name is jimmy novak, i have a family. i just wanna come home again.."
"Castiel, Promise my family will be okay"

:e413:one of the saddest stories of supernatural






https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJBJBl3qDPQ

Ṣwεεтέя,n
09-09-2015, 19:00
بعض التواقيع الجميله من ميرا :e418:
♥thankk u sweetie

Ṣwεεтέя,n
09-09-2015, 19:05
الفوتوشوب لي سنه تقريباً ماعاد استخدمه:e408:
ماعاد املك مزاج & وقت كافي للتصميم + مساحته كبيره على القرص
ان شاءلله ارجع قريباً من زمان ونفسي اطبق دروس احترافيه مثل الدمج :e058:

بعض من الاهداءات لباكتي :em_1f619:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
09-09-2015, 19:28
الداهيه أوكيا سوبارو :e011::e022:
من تصميمي & تلويني:em_1f607:

تو انتبه اني حاطه are بدل is وش هالخطأ الفظيع :eek:
لازم اعدلها وانزلها من جديد :ضحكة:
اشوف العالم ما تربلقها بالتمبلر :وداع: كش عليكم وتلويني طيب ولا فاضين بس تزرفون :وداع:
معليش التصميم من سنه ونص كانت لغتي بالحظيظ :ضحكة:
حلات الواحد مايتفلسف ويحط كلام :ضحكة:
اهم شي التلوين يا جماعه ترا متعوب عليه :d





شكلي كبرت وخرفت :em_1f600:
اكتشفت اني معدلتها من سنه جدي ونزلتها من جديد بالتمبلر واكل عليها الدهر وشرب:em_1f600:
ليش ماحذفت الصوره القديمه مدري :em_1f600:
زهايمر فتاك الحمدلله و الشكر:em_1f600:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
09-09-2015, 19:39
:e32a:Ice Queen
:e106:Olivier Mira Armstrong

Ṣwεεтέя,n
09-09-2015, 19:59
.I've decided to support you until you get your limbs back
:e51c::em_1f49e:Winry Rockbell-

:e502:Before & After

Ṣwεεтέя,n
09-09-2015, 20:33
:e022:Chrollo Lucilfer

Ṣwεεтέя,n
16-09-2015, 20:36
Season11
مش طبيعي حماسي للسيزن الجديد:e106:
متى يجي اكتوبر بس:e106:



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1BLeDg5Vw08

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-11-2015, 15:50
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.








A dude wakes up next to his lover and starts dishing about love. What the freak did we do before we were, like, in a relationship?
They were either too young or too obsessed with sex, way different than what they are now: truly, maturely in love.
Any previous fooling around was clearly only a prelude to this, a weaker version of the real deal.

The real deal means that this is not just about bodies; the souls are in on it too.
This soulful love is so all-consuming that these lovebirds no longer need the rest of the world.
They don't log on to TripAdvisor; they don't buy cheapo tickets on Kayak. Their bedroom contains the whole world.

Put another way, they are each a hemisphere and when combined in true love, they build the entire world. It's kind of like Legos.
And since hemispheres are twins, or mirror-images of each other, that means that their love is so balanced and alike that it will never die.
Looks like they won't be getting out of bed anytime soon!

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-11-2015, 16:09
ما يحلى لي تغيير الرمزيه او اشيك على كل موقع سجلت فيه في الحياة او اسوي كل شي ماقد سويته الا وقت المذاكره:e40a:
بدل ما اضيع وقتي عالفاضي .. خلنا ننقل القصائد وشرحها هنا نستفيد شوي :e417:

ايوه نسيت ما اقول .. الى كل شعراء العالم .. والله قصائدكم جميله وتهبل وكل شي بس لو سمحتوا غيروا من التوبيكس شوي :e40c:
كل قصيده فيها حب وخرابيط وبعدين معكم:e059:
اي والله اجل تتخرفنون وانا ابتلش فيكم .. ليه :em_1f624: شت اب يور ماوس :em_1f624::e41e:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-11-2015, 16:25
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky;
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night,
For thou must die.

Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave
Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye;
Thy root is ever in its grave,
And thou must die.

Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie;
My music shows ye have your closes,
And all must die.

Only a sweet and virtuous soul,
Like season'd timber, never gives;
But though the whole world turn to coal,
Then chiefly lives.








Herbert's poetry displays a conjunction of intellect and emotion. Carefully crafted structures, like the first three quatrains, or four-line stanzas, of “Virtue,”
all of which are similarly formed, contain sensuously perceived content, like depictions of daytime, nightfall, a rose, and spring. Such a combination of intellect and emotion, in which the two forces, expressed in bold metaphors and colloquial language, struggle with and illuminate each other, is most apparent in the poetry of one of Herbert's contemporaries, John Donne, and is called metaphysical poetry. In “Virtue,” an example of this combination of the intellectual and the sensuous can be seen in the second line of the third quatrain, when the spring is compared to a box of compressed sweets.

In “Virtue,” which comprises four quatrains altogether, Herbert reflects on the loveliness of the living world but also on the reality of death. Building momentum by moving from the glory of a day to the beauty of a rose to the richness of springtime, while reiterating at the end of each quatrain that everything “must die,” Herbert leads the reader to the last, slightly varied quatrain. There, the cherished thing is not a tangible manifestation of nature but the intangible substance of “a sweet and virtuous soul.” When all else succumbs to death, the soul “then chiefly lives.” Not through argument but through an accumulation of imagery, Herbert contrasts the passing glories of the mortal world with the eternal glory of the immortal soul and thereby distinguishes between momentary and eternal value.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-11-2015, 21:50
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy;
My sin was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy.
Seven years tho' wert lent to me, and I thee pay,
Exacted by thy fate, on the just day.
O, could I lose all father now! For why
Will man lament the state he should envy?
To have so soon 'scap'd world's and flesh's rage,
And if no other misery, yet age?
Rest in soft peace, and, ask'd, say, "Here doth lie
Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry."
For whose sake henceforth all his vows be such,
As what he loves may never like too much.







We begin with good-bye. The speaker is saying farewell to his son after only seven years.
Sad. It seems that the speaker blames himself in a way for the loss of his son.

The speaker then envies his son, who (since he's dead) is free from both the physical and the mental pains of life.
The son also won't have to worry about the hassles of getting old, either.

The speaker then asks his son to tell anyone who asks that he (the son) is Ben Jonson's best piece of poetry.
Then, for his own sake, the speaker vows in future not to like the things he loves too much.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-11-2015, 22:11
Why so pale and wan, fond lover?
Prithee, why so pale?
Will, when looking well can’t move her,
Looking ill prevail?
Prithee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, young sinner?
Prithee, why so mute?6.
Saying nothing do’t?
Prithee, why so mute?

Quit, quit for shame! This will not move;
This cannot take her.
If of herself she will not love,
Nothing can make her:
The devil take her.




A young man who is failing in his schemes to win the heart of a young lady receives advice from a friend.
In the first stanza, the friend asks the young man why he looks so pale and sickly.
If the young lady did not like him when he was well, the friend says, why would she like him when he appears ill?
In the second stanza, the friend asks the young man why he is so sullen and withdrawn.
If his conversations with the young lady failed to impress her, not speaking to her at all certainly will not arouse her interest.
In the third stanza, the friend advises the young man to cease wooing the young lady.
If she refuses to return his love, nothing he can do or say will change her mind.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-11-2015, 22:26
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind
To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such,
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not honour more.





A speaker asks his honey to cut him some slack when he goes off to war.
Yes, he's leaving her, and true, that's uncool, but he's doing it for one very good reason:
he couldn't love her as much as he does if he didn't love and value his own honor even more.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
22-11-2015, 20:12
تلوين قديم :em_1f62c:


من زمان عن كونان:e408:
اتمنى احصل أحداث مهمه عقب هالسحبه:em_1f611:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
22-11-2015, 21:26
"i'm an angel of the lord"

"My superiors have decided I've become too close to my charges and starting to show emotions, the doorway to doubt"

You don't have to be ruled by fate, you can choose freedom"
".And i still believe that that's something worth fighting for






https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9L3EzoF1yGc

Ṣwεεтέя,n
01-01-2016, 01:04
http://49.media.tumblr.com/9d974e09651f00b10a60628101519ca7/tumblr_nr059hzNNt1snkggso2_400.gif


:e20c::em_1f624:akai shuichi why are you so perfect

Ṣwεεтέя,n
02-01-2016, 16:43
:mood

https://49.media.tumblr.com/5f1119f3611fa2d7bedea31bd2f4d10e/tumblr_my68mxmtA71snn0hpo1_500.gif

Ṣwεεтέя,n
28-02-2016, 18:30
i'm still alive folks, barely...


http://49.media.tumblr.com/d9178dba41e87a57c9a08e8c2ddfd208/tumblr_o34eibbFrO1s8nccpo1_400.gif

http://49.media.tumblr.com/90112aee0b61f0205ec4fe6ae23f7993/tumblr_o34eibbFrO1s8nccpo2_400.gif

:e107::em_1f635::em_1f62b:

M I R A
28-02-2016, 20:47
:e418:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
28-02-2016, 21:14
:e418:

ياجمال هالصور,ذكريااات:em_1f49e:
missed u sis:e418:

M I R A
28-02-2016, 22:45
:e418:
miss you too sweetie

سبحان الله تصدقين امس بس خطر في بالي هذا التوقيع التعيس :واجم:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2117647&d=1456694007

أول تصميم لي على ماأظن بالله شوفي الخلفية المشخبطة ولا الخط :e107:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
29-02-2016, 19:14
:e418:
miss you too sweetie

سبحان الله تصدقين امس بس خطر في بالي هذا التوقيع التعيس :واجم:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2117647&d=1456694007

أول تصميم لي على ماأظن بالله شوفي الخلفية المشخبطة ولا الخط :e107:


هههههه والله تصميم بسيط وجميل مو صاخب زي تصاميمي اول عشرين خامه بصوره :em_1f606:
كنت احسب بس كذا الفوتوشوب خامه نلصقها بالصوره والسلام عليكم :e412::e412:
أيااااام :e415::e329:

اوووه كيوت هالتصميم نسيته :e106::em_1f606:

M I R A
29-02-2016, 23:48
^
شكراً على مواساتي XD
يازين تصاميمك الخامات هي اللى عاجبتني ذاك الوقت :e418:
مدري وش جوي مع تصميم الرمزيات المرقعة بخامات كتابية :em_1f606:
تصميم غوكو وتشي تشي احس فيه تقدم شوي لكنه لا يخلو من الفشل :لعق:
رمزياتك رووعه كلما دخلت على مجلد رمزياتك مدري وش اختار منها ودي احطها كلها مره وحده :e106:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
01-03-2016, 14:30
^
شكراً على مواساتي XD
يازين تصاميمك الخامات هي اللى عاجبتني ذاك الوقت :e418:
مدري وش جوي مع تصميم الرمزيات المرقعة بخامات كتابية :em_1f606:
تصميم غوكو وتشي تشي احس فيه تقدم شوي لكنه لا يخلو من الفشل :لعق:
رمزياتك رووعه كلما دخلت على مجلد رمزياتك مدري وش اختار منها ودي احطها كلها مره وحده :e106:

حلو نشوف تطور اسلوبنا مع الوقت :d
بالعكس رمزياتك جميله وتفتح النفس ماهي مبالغ فيها :أوو:
بس فعلا الخامه الكتابيه ماتناسب على الرمزيات الصغيره صرت اتجنبها
وحتى التعليقات خخخخ اشوف تعليقاتي عالرمزيات مدري ليه كنت شاده حيلي فيها :e412:
اتوقع لاحظتي برمزياتي فيه رمزيات مرقعه بخامات على كتابه هذي كانت اول دفعه:ضحكة:
تسلمين:أوو:ذكرتيني يوم كنت اصمم وانا اتابع كاي كملت سنه على ما خلصت التصميم والله لو انه شغل بفلوس :ضحكة: :ضحكة:
تعالي تذكرين اول رمزيات صممناها مع بعض هذي مدري وين راحت :e412: :e412:

M I R A
02-03-2016, 03:19
المشكلة في ذاك الوقت كنت فرحانه فيها اما الحين اذا شفتها اعوووذ بالله :ميت:
مازلت محتفظة بالرمزيات اللى صممناها :e418:
سويتي الدفعة الأولى مصيييييبه:e107: اول رمزيات صممتها تفشششل فضيعة كئيبببة مدري شلون اوصفها :e107:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118092&stc=1&d=1456887190 http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118093&stc=1&d=1456887190
أبي اعرف ليش فرحانه بالإطار المنقط ؟::مغتاظ:: ولا الخرابش اللى مشوهه الصور :ميت: تصميمي في الدفعة الثانية أهون شوى من هالبلاوي :نوم:
احس عندك ابداع في اضافة الخامات على الرمزية تطلع جنان ومتناسقة :أوو: :غياب:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118090&stc=1&d=1456887190 http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118091&stc=1&d=1456887190

الأميرة تسونادي
02-03-2016, 03:50
بووو :تدخين:
أول مشاركة :لعق:
ما هان على قلبي اترك اسمي القديم بدون ما احجزه:e409:
مقاس الرمزيات 80 ×80 ليش العنصرية مع الاعضاء الجدد :e11a:

المهم شوفي وش لقيت عندي :d

Ṣwεεтέя,n
02-03-2016, 17:13
المشكلة في ذاك الوقت كنت فرحانه فيها اما الحين اذا شفتها اعوووذ بالله :ميت:
مازلت محتفظة بالرمزيات اللى صممناها :e418:
سويتي الدفعة الأولى مصيييييبه:e107: اول رمزيات صممتها تفشششل فضيعة كئيبببة مدري شلون اوصفها :e107:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118092&stc=1&d=1456887190 http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118093&stc=1&d=1456887190
أبي اعرف ليش فرحانه بالإطار المنقط ؟::مغتاظ:: ولا الخرابش اللى مشوهه الصور :ميت: تصميمي في الدفعة الثانية أهون شوى من هالبلاوي :نوم:
احس عندك ابداع في اضافة الخامات على الرمزية تطلع جنان ومتناسقة :أوو: :غياب:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118090&stc=1&d=1456887190 http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118091&stc=1&d=1456887190


ههههههههه كلنا نفس الحاله:em_1f606:
اتوقع انها بلابي القديم بشوفها خل نشوف الماضي الاسود :e105:
اقولك الخامات كانت موضه ذاك الوقت حتى انا تفشششل :ضحكة: :ضحكة:
18 حقتي اما فيجيتا هذي هجوكه صممتها :أوو: ماشاءلله عليها من يومها مبدعه :e106:
وش رايك نجمع كلها بملف ونحطها بالتمبلر حرام يروح هالتعب سداً :ضحكة:
مالت على مراكز التحميل كلها اختربت :ميت:

الهيدر :بكاء: :بكاء: :بكاء: !!

Ṣwεεтέя,n
02-03-2016, 17:32
بووو :تدخين:
أول مشاركة :لعق:
ما هان على قلبي اترك اسمي القديم بدون ما احجزه:e409:
مقاس الرمزيات 80 ×80 ليش العنصرية مع الاعضاء الجدد :e11a:

المهم شوفي وش لقيت عندي :d


يا اهلا أميرتنا :لعق:
ذكرتيني اول ماتعرفت عليك كنت اغلط بإسمك واقول تسوداني:e412::e412:

اووووووووه يا قدمممييي :e107::e411::e411: :em_1f606:!!
ههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههه قتلتني الاقامه:e411: اييييش هذا ياثقل دمي يقال بنكت الحين :ضحكة:
اهم شي آشلي سمبسون كنت خاقه على اغانيها :em_1f606: كنت بثالث متوسط ياسررررع الدنياااا :وداع::e411:
شككككراً والله من زماااان وانا ابي كابتشر لألقابي القديمه :e412:

الأميرة تسونادي
03-03-2016, 07:41
ماشاء الله عليها هجوكه من حينها مبدعة :e414:
فكره حلوه نرفعها على التمبلر خصوصا رمزياتك لكاي تجنن :e418:
فعلا ذكريات الهيدر اول ماصممتيه انجنيت عليه وعلى الكتابة المتحركة :e106:
ههههههههههههه اجل تسوداني هاااه والأسم الثاني معقديني بميراندا :بكاء:
يازينها من ايام :وداع:
العفو سويتي :e056:
ههههههههههههههههههه
شوفي :ضحكة:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118262&d=1456990146
يا انك تحبين يامتشا حب أجل تكتبين له قصص :ضحكة: بس شكلك كرهتيه من كثر ما أطقطق عليه :ضحكة: للأمانه تراني ما اكرهه :e402:

يازين ألبوماتنا :أوو:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118263&d=1456990146 http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118264&d=1456990146

Ṣwεεтέя,n
03-03-2016, 20:02
ماشاء الله عليها هجوكه من حينها مبدعة :e414:
فكره حلوه نرفعها على التمبلر خصوصا رمزياتك لكاي تجنن :e418:
فعلا ذكريات الهيدر اول ماصممتيه انجنيت عليه وعلى الكتابة المتحركة :e106:
ههههههههههههه اجل تسوداني هاااه والأسم الثاني معقديني بميراندا :بكاء:
يازينها من ايام :وداع:
العفو سويتي :e056:
ههههههههههههههههههه
شوفي :ضحكة:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118262&d=1456990146
يا انك تحبين يامتشا حب أجل تكتبين له قصص :ضحكة: بس شكلك كرهتيه من كثر ما أطقطق عليه :ضحكة: للأمانه تراني ما اكرهه :e402:

يازين ألبوماتنا :أوو:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118263&d=1456990146 http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118264&d=1456990146


يب نرفعها بملف وننزله بالتمبلر,مع رمزيات هجوكه بعد
بس يبيلنا موقع ممتاز كل روابط التحميل حقت الرمزيات انحذفت
خخخخ الهيدر فرحانين فيه وهو رايح فيها لا جوده ولا خط و لا تأثير :ضحكة:
ما كنت اعرف تسوناديXDD

هههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههههه ههههههههههههhttp://store2.up-00.com/2016-03/145703320451611.gif
ايييييييييييييييش هذااااااااااااااااااا :e411::e411::e411::e411:
وش هالفضاااااايح يابنت:e412::e412::e412::e412::e412:
وش هالبثااااااااااره اجل قصص الحمدلله انه كذب ولا كان انتحرت:e412:
يالله لك الحمد على نعمة الكبر :e107:
كلن طقطق علي وانا اختك :ضحكة: :ضحكة:
مسكين هاليامتشا نسفته:em_1f606:خلاص حصلت حب جديد بس بدون بثاره هالمره:ضحكة:
مخصصه له البوم بعد الحمدلله وشكر :em_1f606:
ههههههه يالله ذكرياااااات :وداع:

الأميرة تسونادي
04-03-2016, 10:35
بما ان كل الرمزيات عندي راح اجمعها وارسلها لك بإذن الله :e418:
هههههههههههههه
الظاهر من كثر الطقطة خليتي كل البيانات عن يامتشا :em_1f606:
يعنى اني ما أثرتوا فيني و مستحيل اكرهه :e412:
والله ان يامتشا ينحب لو نقارنه بشخصيات الانميات الجديدة الماصلة فهو يسواهم كلهم :e405:
مسكين من كثر الناس اللى تطقطق عليه صمموا له فيغر مثير لشفقة هنا:e406:
(http://www.amazon.com/Bandai-Dragon-Ball-Yamcha-Figure/dp/B00W4L1XGI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1457087074&sr=8-1&keywords=yamcha)

Ṣwεεтέя,n
04-03-2016, 20:54
بما ان كل الرمزيات عندي راح اجمعها وارسلها لك بإذن الله :e418:
هههههههههههههه
الظاهر من كثر الطقطة خليتي كل البيانات عن يامتشا :em_1f606:
يعنى اني ما أثرتوا فيني و مستحيل اكرهه :e412:
والله ان يامتشا ينحب لو نقارنه بشخصيات الانميات الجديدة الماصلة فهو يسواهم كلهم :e405:
مسكين من كثر الناس اللى تطقطق عليه صمموا له فيغر مثير لشفقة هنا:e406:
(http://www.amazon.com/Bandai-Dragon-Ball-Yamcha-Figure/dp/B00W4L1XGI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1457087074&sr=8-1&keywords=yamcha)

أوك^^
هههههههه شكلها السالفه كذا:ضحكة:
ما اكرهه كان حب الطفوله:e417:ينحب مع انه صار سيء بالنهايه بس يظل حبوب :d
اكيرا شوه شخصيته للأسف ليته ظل نفس ماكان بالجزء الأول :e408:
مع الأسف الاغلبيه متابعين زد فقط مايعرفون شخصيته كثير يكرهونه ويطقطقون عليه
عموما فيه كثير سحبت عليهم تخبرين بياكيا و ألوكيورا :e107:
أكاي دعس الجميع وبجداره :em_1f606:

أما fight girls ههههههههه الكلمه تركيبها غلط الله يخلف علي:ضحكة:
يازين ايام 2009 :e058::e20c:

M I R A
06-03-2016, 05:51
شخصيته في بداية زد والجزء الأول رهيبة بس خرب في ارك بوو طالع مزهرية مال وجوده داعي :جرح:
اما في سوبر رازين يامتشا وتيان على الفاضي سخافة من جد :e11a:

و 2008 بعد :e058::e20c:

ياملحه :وداع:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118787&stc=1&d=1457243342

Ṣwεεтέя,n
06-03-2016, 14:54
شخصيته في بداية زد والجزء الأول رهيبة بس خرب في ارك بوو طالع مزهرية مال وجوده داعي :جرح:
اما في سوبر رازين يامتشا وتيان على الفاضي سخافة من جد :e11a:

و 2008 بعد :e058::e20c:

ياملحه :وداع:
http://www.mexat.com/vb/attachment.php?attachmentid=2118787&stc=1&d=1457243342


مع الأسف:جرح:
سوبر ولا كأنه موجود بالنسبه لي حتى 17 مابيه يطلع ويمصخرونه :d

ياملحه راس البطيخه :e412:
ودي اشوف 18 وهي نتفه مع 17 تباً لك أكيرا :e059:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-03-2016, 21:44
Little lamb, who made thee?
Does thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little lamb, who made thee?
Does thou know who made thee?

Little lamb, I'll tell thee;
Little lamb, I'll tell thee:
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a Lamb.
He is meek, and He is mild,
He became a little child.
I a child, and thou a lamb,
We are called by His name.
Little lamb, God bless thee!
Little lamb, God bless thee!




To make this poem a little more fun, let's imagine it from the lamb's perspective.
There we are, munching on some grass in a beautiful English valley,
when suddenly some little rug-rat kid comes running up for a chat. He asks if we know who made us, to which our answer is, "(Munch, munch) This grass is delicious!"

He asks if we know who gave us life and made us eat this sweet, sweet grass as we roam through fields and next to streams.
He asks if we know who gave us our "clothing wooly bright" and our pleasant voices.

Then he says he's going to tell us who made him.
He says our creator is also called a "Lamb" because he was so "meek" and "mild".
Despite being a lamb, this creator also "became a little child".

Finally, he blesses us twice in the name of God and runs away.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
21-03-2016, 22:00
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?




"The Tyger" is a poem made of questions. There are no less than thirteen question marks and only one full sentence that ends with a period instead of a question mark.
Addressing "The Tyger," the speaker questions it as to its creation – essentially: "Who made you Mr. Tyger?" "How were you made? Where? Why? What was the person or thing like that made you?"

The poem is often interpreted to deal with issues of inspiration, poetry, mystical knowledge, God, and the sublime (big, mysterious, powerful, and sometimes scary.
Ever heard the phrase, "To love God is to fear him"? That’s talking about something sublime).
But it’s not about any one thing: this is William Blake.

For better or worse, there really is no narrative movement in "The Tyger":
nobody really does anything other than the speaker questioning "the Tyger."
The first stanza opens the central question: "What immortal hand or eye, / Could frame thy fearful symmetry?"
The second stanza questions "the Tyger" about where he was created,
the third about how the creator formed him, the fourth about what tools were used.
The fifth stanza goes on to ask about how the creator reacted to his creation ("the Tyger") and who exactly was this creator. Finally, the sixth restates the central question while raising the stakes; rather than merely question what/who could create the Tyger, the speaker wonders: who dares




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAXN1Liim4Q

Ṣwεεтέя,n
22-03-2016, 16:52
Behold her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain,
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.

No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.

Will no one tell me what she sings?—
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago:
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?

Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o'er the sickle bending;—
I listened, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.





"The Solitary Reaper" opens with the speaker directing our attention to a solitary reaper
(someone who cuts down crops—like corn or rye—by hand).
She's singing in a field somewhere. She's a highland lass, and she's singing while she works.
It's kind of a sad song, but it's definitely more thrilling than a cuckoo's song in the Hebrides (sure, what isn't?)
and different than anything you might hear from a nightingale.
The speaker loves the song, but he can't understand any of it.
He wonders if she's singing about old battles and other sad stuff from forever ago,
or if she's singing about something more humble. Either way, he notes that she's singing as if her song will never end.
He watches, enraptured, not moving at all. At the end he quietly walks away,
keeping the woman's music in his heart for a long time after.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
26-03-2016, 17:31
:em_1f634:

Ṣwεεтέя,n
15-05-2016, 17:29
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.





The speaker informs his audience what to think should he die.
He tells them only to consider that a portion of some foreign field will be "forever England" as a result of his death.
The soldier, who was raised and nurtured by his country, England, will be buried in the earth.
After he dies, the soldier will go to a peaceful, English heaven, where he will re-experience all his English memories.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
19-05-2016, 23:41
Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people.

Ṣwεεтέя,n
13-04-2018, 14:10
وش هالمكان المنسي :d
انقطعت عن الانمي بشكل.. ماتابعت الا دراغون بول ومانجا كونان
فراغ كبير بعد نهاية دراغون بول سوبر

بودي أن أشكر تورياما وطاقم عمل سوبر، كانت أمنيتي منذ الأزل اشوف آندرويد 17 من جديد ويكون له دور قوي
وللآن مو مستوعبه انها تحققت :ضحكة:

بدأت اتابع دبلجة فنميشن متحمسه اشوف ارك الاكوان من جديد
اشتقت لآصواتهم من زمان عنهم

فيه معلومه حصريه صدمتني:: شون شيميل مؤدي صوت غوكو له آصول عربيه،، جدته أرمانيه/سوريه :e40d:
مش واضح ان فيه عرق عربي أبداً :ضحكة: