These are MY Original Poems. Do not copy or use .

Poems have magic, especially when they come from the heart. They can touch us, move us, delight us, enlighten us, make us laugh, make us cry, and both soften and enrich our deepest memories and soul. Poems are the ties that bind one stranger to another, often in friendship, sometimes in love, always in understanding. Now turn your speakers on ,sit back and relax read my poems .They are all written from somewhere deep inside of me and always reflect the hopeless romantic in me that still believes in dreams and the magic of love even if lost !!!! "Smile"

It’s tough  to talk about myself but I’ll try to give just a small hint without being too boring ;-). Well ready? Here we go. I live in Alexandria City in Egypt. Alexandria is on the Mediterranean sea, it’s my mysterious love .It's  220 Km away from our capital city Cairo , where you find the Pyramids. I love the sea ,though I don’t know how to swim .I don’t think I can ever live in a place where there’s no sea. I love Alexandria’s weather . In winter, it’s cool and sometimes rainy but still warm. I have two boys Marc and Ray if you ask me about them I'll tell you "They are the most gorgeous guys ". Well I know they aren't <Smile>, but  that's how I feel about them… ! click here to see them. I like to write poetry. My poetry is a reflection of my internal feelings, thoughts and soul.
I met incredible people in cyber space, I’m proud to call “friends ".Some I met some I didn't .I'm grateful to all of them ,I appreciate their kindness, love and time .I forget the distance between us ,for me they are just a Click Away. They are loving always caring in good and bad times. We share our struggles with patience and love .
Life for me is a series of major decisions and choices I have to face .Anyways ,Life doesn't have to be perfect to be wonderful .I Let the wind blows me sometimes to my destiny. 
Enough of me .Don't forget to send me mails. You don't have to write only to tell me that you love my pages .You can say your opinion too. Special thanks to my friend Bassem  who helped me to build this page. I don't need your help anymore ,I became a PRO now. <Smile> 

  The wind blew me to Canada On November 21st YEAR 2000 ..So lets see what will be my destiny ;-) !

Click here to see  Why I love Canada ! 02/09/2001

Thanks to all without YOUR encouragement these pages wouldn't have been created .  

 

 

Red Sea

Alexandria My beautiful City

 

I am leaving you	Though you are far	To you my Lord	My heart
I need you	You are my home	Loving you is wrong	What love means to me
Love is gone	Across the miles	You are the world to me	Only you
Only you	What will words do?	Missing you	We are meant to be
Pain	Free from your love	Goodbye	Time
If I cared	No more	Peace	If...
Don't go	From the heart	The journey	To a stranger
		Amore

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Endless love	Why?	Last Thoughts
Desires	Lonely	My Love For You
Hope	I Love You	Its Over
Choices	Thanks To He	About You
A Touch	My Life	I want to be
My Heart	His Hidden Treasure	Sadness Of Love
A woman	Shadow Of My Dreams	Morning Desire
Sealed with a kiss	Loves' Struggles	Words unspoken
You and I	Oceans' whispers	Time Passage
Silent Nights	Friends or Lovers	Love, Pain and Pleasure
Separate ways	Lonely again	Falling in peaces
I wish you gone	Teach me	Across the miles with love

    Bruce Bradley  

A Poem written for ME.

A friend sent me this via mail and I would like to share it with you  Click here !

 

Marc's Graduation picture 

 

       Two poems written so beautifully by an Author unknown 

"MY Hands and Maybe

From my Italian friend Paolo Bocconi 02/07/1999

DA friend is a gentle wind which whispers "I am here" in your ears;
A friend maybe a voice which comes to you from far away; 
A friend is a soul crying with you when you are crying; 
A friend is the memory of smiling eyes when you are smiling; 
A friend is a perfume that reminds you of his existence; 
A friend is a word, that word you badly needed in a sad day; 
A friend is a caring answer to your questions; 
A friend is poem; 
A friend is a wish; 
A friend is an old lover;
A friend is a regret;
A friend is a surprise; 
Why is a friend all those immaterial things and definitions? 
Because reality is in your heart and nowhere else! 

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