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The Door That Pulled Me In, and the Happiness I Left for YouđŸŒŋ اŲ„بابُ اŲ„Ø°ŲŠ ØŦذبŲ†ŲŠ ØĨŲ„Ų‰ اŲ„دا؎Ų„، ŲˆØ§Ų„Øŗؚاد؊ُ اŲ„ØĒŲŠ ØĒØąŲƒØĒُŲ‡Ø§ Ų„Ųƒ(English + Arabic – Part 1)✍️ Poem / Ų‚ØĩŲŠØ¯ØŠThe hospital door pulled me inside,Not with force, but with fate’s quiet call.I stood there carrying unfinished prayers,While your laughter lived elsewhere, untouched by it all.بابُ اŲ„Ų…ØŗØĒØ´ŲŲ‰ ØŦذبŲ†ŲŠ ØĨŲ„Ų‰ اŲ„دا؎Ų„،Ų„ا باŲ„Ų‚ŲˆØŠ، بŲ„ بŲ†Ø¯Ø§ØĄ اŲ„Ų‚Ø¯Øą اŲ„ØĩاŲ…ØĒ.ŲˆŲ‚ŲØĒُ حاŲ…Ų„اً دؚŲˆØ§ØĒٍ Ų„Ų… ØĒŲƒØĒŲ…Ų„،بŲŠŲ†Ų…ا ØļØ­ŲƒØĒŲƒ ŲƒØ§Ų†ØĒ ŲŲŠ Ų…ŲƒØ§Ų†ٍ ØĸØŽØą، بؚŲŠØ¯ØŠً ØšŲ† ŲƒŲ„ Ø´ŲŠØĄ.Here, time does not count

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đŸŒŋ The Door That Pulled Me In, and the Happiness I Left for You đŸŒŋ اŲ„بابُ اŲ„Ø°ŲŠ ØŦذبŲ†ŲŠ ØĨŲ„Ų‰ اŲ„دا؎Ų„، ŲˆØ§Ų„Øŗؚاد؊ُ اŲ„ØĒŲŠ ØĒØąŲƒØĒُŲ‡Ø§ Ų„Ųƒ (English + Arabic – Part 1) ✍️ Poem / Ų‚ØĩŲŠØ¯ØŠ The hospital door pulled me inside, Not with force, but with fate’s quiet call. I stood there carrying unfinished prayers, While your laughter lived elsewhere, untouched by it all. بابُ اŲ„Ų…ØŗØĒØ´ŲŲ‰ ØŦذبŲ†ŲŠ ØĨŲ„Ų‰ اŲ„دا؎Ų„، Ų„ا باŲ„Ų‚ŲˆØŠ، بŲ„ بŲ†Ø¯Ø§ØĄ اŲ„Ų‚Ø¯Øą اŲ„ØĩاŲ…ØĒ. ŲˆŲ‚ŲØĒُ حاŲ…Ų„اً دؚŲˆØ§ØĒٍ Ų„Ų… ØĒŲƒØĒŲ…Ų„، بŲŠŲ†Ų…ا ØļØ­ŲƒØĒŲƒ ŲƒØ§Ų†ØĒ ŲŲŠ Ų…ŲƒØ§Ų†ٍ ØĸØŽØą، بؚŲŠØ¯ØŠً ØšŲ† ŲƒŲ„ Ø´ŲŠØĄ. Here, time does not count hours, It counts breaths—one after another. May the feast of happiness belong to your destiny, Even if mine remains silent and hungry. Ų‡Ų†Ø§، اŲ„Ø˛Ų…Ų† Ų„ا ŲŠØšØ¯ّ اŲ„ØŗاؚاØĒ، بŲ„ ŲŠØ­ØĩŲŠ اŲ„ØŖŲ†ŲØ§Øŗ، Ų†ŲØŗًا بؚد Ų†ŲØŗ. Ų„ØĒŲƒŲ† ŲˆŲ„ŲŠŲ…ØŠ اŲ„Øŗؚاد؊ Ų…Ų† Ų†ØĩŲŠØ¨ Ų‚Ø¯ØąŲƒ، ŲˆØĨŲ† بŲ‚ŲŠ Ų†ØĩŲŠØ¨ŲŠ ØĩاŲ…ØĒًا ŲˆØŦاØĻØšًا. If pain must choose a shoulder, Let it be mine—without complaint. Let my waiting become the price, So your smile never learns to fade. ØĨŲ† ŲƒØ§Ų† ØšŲ„Ų‰ اŲ„ØŖŲ„Ų… ØŖŲ† ŲŠØŽØĒØ§Øą ŲƒØĒŲًا، ŲŲ„ŲŠŲƒŲ† ŲƒØĒŲŲŠ—بŲ„ا Ø´ŲƒŲˆŲ‰. ŲˆŲ„ŲŠŲƒŲ† اŲ†ØĒØ¸Ø§ØąŲŠ Ų‡Ųˆ اŲ„ØĢŲ…Ų†...
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