Dot..

Even noble beauty in confronting with time taken
Even noble will aginest the typhoon may apart fallen
Even noble soul in the face of bitter challenges finally broken

The door

Families that walk together 
Families that talk together 
Families that eat together 
Families that sleep together
Families are families that stay together
Families that communicate stay together
Those,  that don't split, even though no one has left 
left does not mean that no one has left 
Someone has already gone left
Several have already gone left
They just have not walked out the door yet .... left
The only question remaining is...
Will they softly ..... shut or slam the door .?

A message from hell in children hands.

Don't forgetting how to view the stories in a different lens..
Don’t look out of the window, child the world has gone wild. 
For that isn’t the sound of rain.
Those are fingers sprinting on the fast lane.
It is not in a stadium. 
The lane is on the cell phone screen.
No victor on the podium, It’s just a bunch of texting teens.
I must warn you before I proceed.
That child, the world has already gone wild. 
Cell phones grab the eyeballs of these teens and smear that super-glue of hers, and brings these sticky things into her arms, never letting go.
And then, she seals their lips
And plant their hips
Onto the couch, 
Making them slouch, 
Wasting their lives staring at that little machine and then, that sinister portal sucks out these vibrant souls replace it with ghouls, 
And these teens will just keep on what...
Tapping,
Texting, 
Mailing, 
Internet surfing, 
Never endingly.
Child, don’t be amazed, for this is the world today.
Hear me out, mark the words I say.
Be wary when you get yourself that evil technologies.
Or, do me a favour, crush it, and send it to hell.. Now move on face your reality's.

Good life, good wife, good morning

This beautiful thing called life
even though it can be lost in one night
i'm glad i haven't lost sight
and thank God for the right
many people have come and gone
but i am not the only one 
to notice the change
even though many things stay the same
some call life a game
winning's the aim
I know i cannot live for ever
but the world will remember
Our name.. 

Awake up

Somewhere far away,
A star glows and hides behind the moon
The moon smiles and hides behind the clouds.
The sun shines and hides behind a mountain.
Somewhere far far away.
Someone's heart whispers among voiceless forests.
Tears flow down in streams of silent waters.
Memories rise beyond helpless skies.
And a true heart whispers in reply 
Gotta awake up, gotta awake up.

You are my riseing sun, you are the place I run.

Time and time again we rise and fall
like the tides beyond our all
Time and time again we give never to taken
like the seasons our wants forgotten
Time and time again we live to die
like the rainbow our whole life is a lie
Time and time again we stay loyal to our timeless love
then, why is so bound by time when it's flow from above

Stubbornness

Victims of stubbornness, Have chosen their places with it done effectively
To believe they can escape, from their positions taken...
To find warm and smiling faces, Awaiting with open arms to embrace...
The ones making quick decisions, It is time to awaken.
As if the moment had arrived, for a listening to hear and with comprehension.
And
with expectations of a forgiveness given, As had been done repeatedly in the past... Many discover times like that do not last.
To find those who once had such patience, No longer tolerate a giving of it to be wasted.
With it tossed away unappreciated nor can they be found sensitized by the crying of tears from swollen weeping eyes.
Since apologies like these heard to be offered again seem to be on the wings of flying birds... Taking away the significance of those words heard.
'You are cold, uncaring 'and' thoughtless.'
And You are observant too late.
And for the wrong reason to understand, the why, the how and the when.
Your perception of me began with it achieved with reluctance.
But I realized I could not live my life remaining to allow myself to become victimized...
By decisions others make to stay ignorant.
O.. okay good.
Now you know how I felt not to feel anymore at least we can agree both of us have made progress.
How it is accepted to keep it believed is the key to success.
A stubbornness kept does not benefit be you offended.

Thoughtless ..Thoughts

life is nothing but just thoughts flowing in our head
it is what we are thinking till we are dead
those thoughts become us and we are given a name
which gives no clue of what we became
we do things which we are meant to do
thoughtless, thoughtful false and true
we fight with all our might into the blue
our feelings, emotions subdue
cracking mirrors, hungry children
burning trees,cervical cancer, beauty tips
suicide bombers and chips
our thoughts are formed within a blink
does it matter what we think
the world turns around without our appraisal
as we look for light in the abyssal
as we live and continue to see
we can fight and win but never be free
from the thoughts that make us and break us
and from beauty, love and living we digress

Imagine.. but

Never doing what you are told
Maybe that is your hold
When you are scared and cold
I wrap my blanket of warm embrace around
Around your slouched shoulders to keep you warm
Your kind, our longing, my eyes light the room
Make you a cup of warm hot chocolate and read my poems to you... To cheer you up, and just whisper in your ears " love is the master key of happiness, always be master, always be original"  will that do..!

Nobody in this earth or another

The reflections in illusions like music in water
when the colors in white I write about the night
where the eyes behold our mirrors went gold
kisses like crystals.. in wrappers sold
like in Maya
when red eyes closed, a peacock's dance and the moon's prance
On such a note the slow slow kisses, long and longer pauses
mercurial fever skyscraper desire, haunting moans and searching fingers
behold such passion like natures own
the colors in black.. stood naked with trembling hands
The intensity of love
was the pain in ... separation together
that leaning mouth on the lips of the beloved
there are songs of passion for us to behold
of the unseen
Nobody in this earth or another
Can love you the way I do.

Wolf dreams..

I came on this Earth
To see
To feel
To be
For a while.. when ever seams never
To see each part of you starting from this dark mind
To be nourished by the roots of humankind
To feel the earth beneath your feet
The soil between your own toes
To taste the air from your breath
I came to listen to the voice of birds singing to only my ear
For the you..  sun to warm my soul, and let us start from .. forever.. Now repeat after me ..
Through the darkness i saw light. I am becoming myself daily. The light brighter. I just keep moving forward.. My heart is a wolf ruled by two moons one which beckons me back into the night, the other is calling me home.

Passion and compassion

As I confess my emotions, I felt your devotion.
As I close my eyes and lift my hands, I felt your compassion.
Your plans for me were an illusion but works of perfection.
My thoughts clouded my vision, yet frustrations were conquered by passion.
Your silence became my illusion
throw I was into all delusion.
Hypnotized I was by your devotion and compassion.
Passionate I am by your vision..

Mind illusion

What is seen is not the Truth
What is cannot be said
Trust comes not without seeing
Nor understanding without words
The wise comprehends with knowledge
To the ignorant it is but a wonder
Some worship the formless God
Some worship His various forms
In what way He is beyond these attributes
Only the Knower knows
That music cannot be written
How can then be the notes 
Awareness alone will overcome illusion

Accepting

Don't try, to exert control, over someone
else, by attempting, to get others to think
like you. You can try from here until tomorrow,
but they'll never follow through. Accepting the
differences in people, is what makes the world
go round. Some of these differences, have been
proven, to be solid and sound. There's various
things, to be learned, from one another, which of
course, is a positive fact. Just don't become over
bearing and don't, over react. We have to accept,
the differences in people, as it helps a lot, I've
found. For once you get yourself acclimated,
you'll find it easier, to get around!

CHESS

Life is like a game of CHESS!
And you play this game with him
After every move of yours
He makes the next move...
Your moves are called 'CHOICES'
And his moves are called 'CONSEQUENCES'
You will be tested
You will be challenged
You will be pushed to the brink
However when you are found...
To play your game well
He wins by allowing you
To ... win the game.
player always say " always protect your king.. I say.. always protect your queen"

Chess is not always about winning. Sometimes, it's simply about learning. And so is life

How do I represent love !

How do I represent love ?
What is it about a woman that loves ?
Her heart or her very being, radiating with love that never separates at birth, both to a mother and to the other love she seeks in man ? 
Moreover, it is man who seeks the love he knows nothing about.
Woman merely softens her being of love to allow her heart to be still, tuned to the sound and quiver that love fills when man discovers woman for the first time.
I think a much better question than
What is love, therefore, is .. What is woman ? 
She is the best thing that happened to man.
She is the emotion that man lacks.
She is the reason love is in the world.
She is love, and after all.
Without her, man dies.
Without her, love is lost and confused.
Without her, hope fades away
So, Man give love, compassion, comfort, delicate and fragile to the woman you long for. tell her tenderly ..
I am here for you to call upon when you need a prayer and a song.
I am here to forgive your wrongs to help you feel confident and strong.
I know every thought that you have.
I can see it in your eyes.
You don't have to tell me any lies to impress me.
I like who I see in the real you, Which I trust will always be the 'you' .. you want me to see.

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من يصلح لنا أمورنا! !
أي مستقبل ينتظرنا! !

We obey as much as we love.. !

I once said to my wise father why life is harder than what we expected .. should i care about it, should i craved each and every rock for to live it .. i knew it's a test to a lesson i even do not know.. but should i obey or live rebels, should i be hateful, nasty or spreads love. does happiness is a dream may come true, daddy i think loudly about life, i feel i live it correctly but i see nobody around me and how.. how i value the things before i lose it, it's so easy to walk into any destination but where i can find the right way to take, what if my destiny led me to live inside life swamps why then i can't criticize the filth.. you know daddy i think humans obey as much as they love.. O, please answer me should i live it or leave it..
we always walk, but we don't know to where.
we know that we have to arrive, but we don't know why.
we believe one day we will pass away, but we don't know when.
we know that we have to live correctly, but we don't know How.
we know that we have to obey, but we don't know whom.
we know that there is creator, but so many people still ask who.
Finally he smiled and said .. O son .. you my boy lives the poem before you even start to write it, you know; Some poets write with pen.. but you will always write with pain.
The answer are in your heart.. then, don't say what even never ask why, and people who really love you, can understand the words that you've never ever said.
leave it and your heart leads your steps, our life my son is so short to spend it thinking about who we hate, just remember its
a long road, short story do it with a brave heart.. be an idea, good ideas never die. never give up what you want.. do it never hesitate to do it and keep in your mind that; one day you will not be able to do it.

You who adore beauty

O..
You who adore beauty, beauty is the sweetness of the soul
There are whom are very beautiful, but barely alive
And.. what amazing beauty is, if you live with it in pain and agony
Beware of this kind of beauty, 
Don't let it arrogant you
Don't let it deceives you
Because if it does, it will makes your nights as a living hell
just remember that, no matter what,
tomorrow .. beauty will fade away
O..
didn't you know that who he adore the physical passion doesn't ever last
but what lasts .. is the beauty of the soul.
what really was bothering me and was so painful, that
i gave them everything i could
and they got rid of me.. they got rid of me.
Tomorrow .. time will tell
whom was ruthless and whom was so in loving
then, at that very moment you will know the true coin of me
when time will tell
Swimming in a deep sea, fighting while all waves are so high
its throws me up and bangs me deep down
and everyone now .. is against me
I lived for them, 
i was always caring for them
they made me even forgot my real name. 
i won't care for them anymore
O..
there are those whom find grace lying on the ground and.. they'd stomp it
there are those whom gather grace from the ground to kiss it
and those who'd disgrace helpless people..  in this world or another he'd be disgraced
this world has insulted lots of good people like you and me
You who adore beauty, beauty is the sweetness of the soul
There are whom are very beautiful, but barely alive

The value of moment

Do not mention the name of love, O my simple-minded companion.
Strange is the path .. When you offer your love.
Your body is crushed at the first step.
If you want to offer love
Be prepared to cut off your head and sit on it.
Be like the moth, which circles the lamp and offers its body.
Be like the deer, which, on hearing the horn, Offers its head to the hunter.
Be like the partridge, Which swallows burning coals in love of the moon.
Be like the fish, which yields up its life when separated from the sea.
Be like the bee, entrapped in the closing petals of the lotus. 
Be mine.. for the value of moment can't count..