About care

 In shadows deep, where silence weeps,  The heart finds strength where sorrow keeps.  Each wound a lesson, each scar a sign,  In time’s embrace, their wisdom aligns.  

Through trials faced, the spirit grows, Transforming pain, as the river flows.  The real strength lives, not in the fight,  But in the wisdom born from night.

What the hearts can't delete.

 In shadows deep where secrets meet,  The heart beats fast, yet feels discreet.  Words unsaid, like whispers fleet,  And the mind replying what the heart can't delete.  

It dances lightly, love's quiet plea, Echoes of hope, yet longing to be free.  Tangled in dreams, where time stands still,  Emotions rise, against the will.  

A tapestry woven, both bitter and sweet,  In the silence, where truth and sorrow greet.  Together they wander, an endless retreat,  And the mind replying what the heart can't delete.

Stolen glance

If once I could melt your heart,  In whispers soft where dreams impart,  A gentle touch, a warm caress,  Together lost in timelessness.  

With every stolen glance we share,  The world around us fades to air,  

In laughter sweet, in silence deep,  A bond we forge, a love to keep.  

Through starlit nights and sunlit days,  In every moment, love's pure praise,  If once I could melt your heart’s embrace,  We'd weather storms, we'd find our place.  

For in the dance of fate's fine art,  Two souls entwined shall never part.  So let me summon every spark,  If once I could melt your heart.  

Stories untold,

 

Just walk away, let silence speak,  

In the shadows where the heart feels weak.  

No need for words that fade to gray,  

Sometimes it's best to just walk away.  

The road behind holds stories untold,  

Memories linger, both warm and cold.  

But peace resides in the choice to stray,  

In the stillness, just walk away.  

Let the echoes of what was remain,  

For some love’s a lesson, not a gain.  

With every step, find a brighter day,  

Sometimes the strength is to just walk away.  

when the sight fading away

In twilight's gentle embrace, we find our way,  As the colors of the world begin to sway.  

And when the sight fading away, the insight appears,  Whispers of truth dance softly, calming our fears.  

In shadows, we gather, wisdom takes flight,  Eyes closed, we listen, in the heart, there’s light.  

What once was seen now blurs in the night, Yet in the silence, we find our true sight.  

Whisper of time

In the quiet corners of a restless mind,  

Where memories linger and shadows unwind,  

Too old to fold emotions of gold,  

A tapestry woven with stories untold.  

Threads braided in laughter, frayed at the seams,  Echoes of whispers, the wreckage of dreams;  

Time paints each moment in shades far and wide,  Yet beneath the patina, the heart beats with pride.  

Seasons shall change, and the years may grow bold,  But wisdom can cradle the warmth of the cold.  

Each tear that has glittered, each smile that has gleamed,  A legacy held in the fabric of dreams.  

For though I am wrinkled, and days may grow long,  In the arms of my memories, I still sing my song.  

Too old to fold emotions of gold,  A treasure of heartbeats, and love to behold.  

Be welcome

 

A morning with a promise, gold and bright,  

Whispers of hope in the soft sunlight.  

Birds sing sweetly, a melody divine,  

As dew-kissed petals in the garden shine.  

The world awakens, fresh and anew,  

Each breath a chance to pursue what’s true.  

With every dawn, a canvas awaits,  

Painted by dreams as the heart creates.  

In the gentle breeze, possibilities flow,  

A morning with a promise, where futures glow.  

Embrace the light, let the journey start,  

For every sunrise ignites the heart.  

Royal Queen

 

Shadows started to hunt the dreams, they hunted them all, and the frogs were live in sadness, when he saw the dream's fall
where the time isn't loyal to no one, and it was the time for the queen to run
In our life, sometimes we will face with some cases... The cases with different people and different faces, We still don't know who will hurt us, our dreams or the hopes we can't faces ?
dreams will bring frog down, yes the hope will bring them down on them knees.
A frog is just a frog you will hear many say... But frogs are so complex in their secretive ways.. 

مالك .. مش باين ليه..

مالك ... مش باين ليه

قلبك تايه من مدة كبيرة
خايف تتكلم ليه ... في عيونك حيرة وحكاوي كتيرة
متغير ياما عن زمان ... قافل علي قلبك البيبان
حبيت وفارقت كم مكان ...عايش جواك
احساسك كل يوم يقل ... وتخطي وخطوتك تذل
من كتر ما أحبطوك تمل ... فين تلقى دواك
بتودع حلم كل يوم ... تستفرد بيك الهموم
وكله كوم والغربة كوم ... والجرح كبير
مابتديش حاجة اهتمام
أهلاً أهلاً ... سلام سلام
بقى طبعك قِلة الكلام ... ومافيش تفسير
داري داري ... يا قلبي مهما تداري
قصاد الناس ... حزننا مكشوف
وأهو عادي عادي

ماحدش في الدنيا دي بيتعلق بشيء
إلا و فُراقه يشوف
كل اللي معاك في الصورة غاب ... وطنك والأهل والصحاب
كم واحد ودع وساب ... من غير أسباب
شايف في عينيك نظرة حنين ... بتحن لمين ولا مين
طول عمرها ماشية السنين ... والناس ركاب
مع دقة عقرب الساعات ... بتموت جوانا ذكريات
عشمنا قلوبنا باللي فات ... ونسينا نعيش
كان مكتوب نمشي الطريق ... و نفارق كل مدى شيء
اتسرق العمر بالبطيء ... ورسي على مافيش
وداري داري ... يا قلبي مهما تداري
قصاد الناس ... حزننا مكشوف
وأهو عادي عادي
ماحدش في الدنيا دي بيتعلق بشيء
إلا و فُراقه يشوف

In the Silence Between Us

When you stand in front of a woman,  

learn to understand what she didn’t say,  

the unspoken words that dance in the air,  

woven in silences, in subtle display.

Her eyes may shimmer with stories untold,  

their depths hold secrets, yet to unfold.  

A flicker of doubt, a shadow of doubt,  

in the quiet, her heart’s whispers shout.

Listen closely to the pause of her breath—  

it's in the stillness, where truths often rest.  

The sighs that brush lightly, the tremors of grace,  

every gesture, a mirror, reflecting her face.

What lies in the silence, in moments that sway,  

is a rich tapestry woven with care,  

not demands or desires laid bare for the day,  

but a yearning, a hope that lingers in air.

So when you stand in that sacred space,  

let your heart be a lantern, your soul, a safe place.  

For what isn't spoken can often resound,  

an echo of wisdom where love can be found.

Give yourself a chance

 In the quiet of doubt, where shadows prance,  

Whisper gently to yourself, "Give yourself a chance."  

Let the ink flow freely, spill your dreams on the page,  

For within every stumble, you’ll find wisdom, a sage.  

In the depths of the night, when hope seems to fade,  

Listen closely to the heartbeat—your truth is made.  

With every stroke of courage, let worries dismantle,  

Each moment a treasure, a flicker, a candle.  

So rise, dear seeker, let your spirit dance,  

In the mess of the journey, give yourself a chance.

Searching for life .. 002

In shadows deep, where dreams take flight,  

I wander through the endless night.  

With whispered hopes, my heart takes shape,  

Searching for my life—no room for escape.  

Each step I take, a path unknown,  

Through winding roads, I've moved alone.  

Yet in the dark, a flicker glows,  

A spark within me softly grows.  

The mountains high and valleys low,  

A tapestry of joy and woe.  

I sift through moments, lost and found,  

In every heartbeat, life surrounds.  

With every breath, I find a clue,  

A mirrored glimpse of something true.  

For in the struggle, there lies the art,  

In searching for my life, I find my heart.  

So onward still, through storm and sun,  

My journey swells, I won’t outrun.  

With open arms, I greet the strife,  

For every twist brings forth my life.  

Blind achievement

In another thousand lives, I’ll wait for you,  

Where shadows whisper secrets of a sky so blue.  

Through silent halls of memory, we drift apart,  

Each echo rings with longing, a bittersweet art.  

The ticking clock reminds me of dreams deferred,  

In starlit nights, I listen for your unheard word.  

But fate weaves its tapestry, threads frayed and torn,  

In every fleeting moment, a soft heart is worn.  

So, in each of those lifetimes, I’ll search the seas,  

Seeking the soft breath of your warmth in the breeze.  

And though time may shatter the dreams we once knew,  

In another thousand lives, I’ll still wait for you.  

you're always my new beginning

In shadows where the echoes dwell,  

The end wasn’t always for a new beginning,  

Whispers of old dreams in the silence swell,  

Fading like stars before the dawn's spinning.  

Each farewell, a thread in the fabric of night,  

Worn edges of stories that linger and weave,  

Not every close brings a jubilant light,  

Some endings hold secrets, in heartbeats, believe.  

Yet in the stillness, amid the quiet sigh,  

A promise of change in the softest refrain,  

For though the horizon may darken the sky,  

From endings, we gather to rise once again.  

when fools role

In a world where wisdom whispers soft,  

And truth often hovers just out of sight,  ٠

The fools take the stage, their egos aloft,  

Dancing in shadows, basking in light.  

With masks made of laughter, they play their part,  

Each line a façade, each gesture a jest,  

In roles that they wear like a shield for their heart,  

They leap and they tumble, oblivious to rest.  

When fools play the king, the crown's full of rust,  

Their scepters are crooked, their thrones made of clay,  

Yet in their grand folly, there’s something to trust—  

They challenge the norms, in their own quirky way.  

And the jester, so wise, with a heart full of grace,  

Cracks jokes about life, while reflecting the truth,  

For in every stumble, in every misplaced chase,  

Lies a fleeting moment, a glimpse of our youth

Pain

In shadows cast by fleeting days,  

Time doesn’t heal, it simply stays.  

It teaches us to walk with sorrow,  

To find our strength for a brighter tomorrow.  

We carry wounds, both deep and real,  

Yet learn to dance, despite the zeal.  

With every ache, we find our way,  

Living with pain, we greet each day.  

Roses of sorrow

If you had a rose for every sorrow,  

You'd have to pick a whole field,  

Petals whispering tales of tomorrow,  

In hues of pain, love, and yield.  

Each thorn a memory, sharp and true,  

In gardens where shadows gently creep,  

A bloom for each heartache, every rue,  

In the soil of secrets buried deep.  

Yet amidst the thorns, beauty grows,  

A tapestry of vibrant grace,  

For in our sorrow, wisdom flows,  

A dance of light, a tender embrace.  

So gather the roses, one by one,  

In their fragrance, find hope, and run.  

Everything is temporary

Everything is temporary, like whispers in the breeze,  

A fleeting sigh of daylight, as shadows kiss the trees.  

Moments dance like fireflies, in twilight's soft embrace,  

They flicker bright for just a while, then vanish without trace.  

Cherish all the laughter, and hold on to the tears,  

For every joy contains a hint of all our hidden fears.  

In every sigh of sorrow, there's a lesson we can glean,  

That life is but a river, flowing through the unseen.  

Embrace the ebb and flow, like tides upon the shore,  

For everything is temporary, yet rich in every core.  

So love with all your spirit, and dare to let it show,  

In the fleeting, find the beauty, in the moment, let it glow.  

The art of yesterday

In the whispers of forever, our hearts entwine,  

Beneath the watchful stars, in a dance divine.  

Soft echoes of the night weave a tapestry bright,  

As shadows blend with moonlight, painting dreams in flight.  

With every stolen glance, a world begins to bloom,  

In the gentle touch of silence, dispelling all the gloom.  

Time becomes a river, flowing swift and deep,  

In the depths of our connection, we find the peace we seek.  

Seasons waltz around us, as moments slip away,  

Yet in the arms of memory, we find a place to stay.  

Your laughter, like a melody, lingers in the air,  

A symphony of joy, in a world that's ours to share.  

So let us roam together, through valleys wide and far,  

With dreams painted on the canvas, beneath the guiding star.  

In the whispers of forever, our souls shall intertwine,  

As we journey through the ages, your heart forever mine.  

When darkness grow

What do you call it when all you feel is pain?
When your loved ones look at you and all you feel is shame?
When your tired of living and playing this game?
when you know your life is meaningless and your the only one to blame?
What do you call it when the hurt is in your soul?
When you smile and laugh but you know its all a show?
When you feel like you've hit your all time low?
When nothing makes you happy and the darkness around you grows?
What do you call it when you feel so alone?
When your in your house but it don't feel like home?
When you look back in your life and every choice you made now seems wrong?
When the wait to die seems too long.