Never wake up the reality.. "Water fall".

When love start to writing our stories, it will start from nowhere ending with satisfying our souls desires not our minds or our bodies, because he who search for perfection will always end disappointed with the lake between what he need, what he got and what he deserves.. 
When love start to writing our stories, it will start from nowhere carrying us into the land of forgiveness, the land of reality where responsibility and commitment are the reasons behind building homes.
When love start to writing our stories, it will start from nowhere, reminds us when one of us lost his dignity in the door of love temple, just to pray.. Forgetting self needs, self can do, longing to what God arrangements could be.
Being human with that dark skin or unrecognized shape wasn't ever my choice, but dealing with people with an open heart and mind full of humanity was, is and will always be my choice.
So, when love start to writing our stories.. Never walk up the reality.. For it's beyond what our mind can understand.

Yesterday wishes

Considering all possibilities in this temporary life,
knowing that one day we live, one day we die, without
any warning whatsoever.
Once in a while having some symptoms, warning us of
what is to come, but the moment is never really ever
known to us.
So reluctant we are to leave this world filled with
turmoil, loss and suffering, because of the few moments of joy and happiness with our beloved one, family and friends.
These moments are so intense, so rare, filling us with beauty of the life we are living as a humans, especially the ones spent with our beloved one.
Indeed nothing can ever take the place of those fantastic and happy moments in our lives, so we rejoice while we can, hopefully that yesterday wishes will always see the light into today sunrise..

But not forever

he’ll give you time, but not forever.
he can wait, he’s patient.
he is quiet and complacent, but still, you must not forget him.
he doesn’t make demands this way.
he chokes and chuckles, bends and buckles, but him ends, they still do fray.
he is content with hidden hands.
Holy palming, secret longing.
Two sets of footprints, distant in the sands.
he breathes in quiet winds. Stolen glances, believe in second chances,
But quiet is not silent, silence is not golden, words not a token, but you do not relent.
he’ll give you time, but not forever.
he can wait, he’s patient.. 
he is quiet and complacent, but you, you must not forget him..

كلمات في الحب

ما اكثر الغزاه الذين مرو واحرقو الاخضر واليابس ... وما اشجع الجنود الذين ماتو وهم يسدون ثغرات المدائن.

وما أكثر الحالمين .. وما اقل عمرهم.

وما اجمل النساء .. وما اسرع تقلباتها.

وما اشد ارتفاع الطيور .. وما اوهن اجسادها.

وما اثقل السحب وان شح على الناس امطارها.

وما اعتى حكام الزمان وان وهن مع الزمان بنيانهم

وما اكثر كلمات الحب.. وان ندر في القلب عشاقها. 

15:11 Believe.!!!

Any man can brings you a rose
Any man can say I love you
Any man can feed you
Any man can satisfy your desire
Any man can .. But
It takes a real love flow from a real man
To help you become a better version of you
To catch your hands all over the road
To build with you a place can call it home
To work with you hand in hand in building a better life.
It takes a real love flow from a real man
To except you, 
To deny himself, 
To .. Wait

Why did you do it.!! Channel ..1

Too many times, we leave things until later
Sometimes later never comes and the moments are lost
We never get the chance to say the most important things
That is to say, I loved you and goodbye
Our lives are like a second in each day
Here for a brief moment and forever gone away
Any tears of sorrow we leak from our eyes
Are there because of our missed chances
Of saying, I loved you and goodbye
..

Time ..

10:37 ... Was the decision
10:50 ... Was the final regret test.
.. 
10:59 ..  Was The End.. 
Regret is your responsibility, for cheating is a choice.
And what life can brings to me more than what it's already did.
And what death could do to me more than five times dead.
There, on the other side all the events will be, just like I said.
Green is everywhere, Greed is no more.
Now I'll wait you.. To see you there.!
The game wasn't to winning.. 
It was simply about learning.. 
It was simply about giving..
It was simply about loving..
And what life can brings to me more than, what it's already did.
And what death could do to me, more than five times dead.
There .. On the other side, all the events will be, just.. Like I said.

Confess to me your love.. Everyday.

As if the words printed before were printed in vain.
Connections neither can break for fear of their souls wretched ache.
Why would they even try.!!!
Them being apart is like living a lie.!!!
He and she.. Meant to be..!!!
Completely... Souls connected... But when the time will come to Confess.. !!! O.. Please .. Confess to me your love everuday, so destiny may ensue so that I will no longer ponder how to prove that love to you.
Confess to me your worries, know that i won't judge.
In perfect loyalty I listen, I swear.. never to budge.
Confess to me your hearts desire that I may give them to you.
Tell me why your silence. Tell me why your mystery.
Allow me to understand your mind a difficult puzzle indeed.
For I have searched and could not find that missing puzzle piece.
Then again I wonder if I could handle the truth.
so when i seem down and reach for your touch
try to understand why i need it so much

علمني كبريائي .. لكل امرأه عربيه..

علمنى كبريائى

أن أكون دائما عاليه مرفوعة الهامة .. فوق الجميع أحلق فى سماء عاليه ولكنى لست بمتعاليه .. لا أنحنى ابدا لاى انسان مهما علا مقداره ومكانته .. ولا أخاف أحدا ما دام الحق معى شريعتى وكتابى .. وأنحنى فقط لخالق الكون فهو وحده من بيده سر الملكوت وبيده سعادتى وشقائى

علمنى كبريائى

أن أكون غاليه لا يبخث حقى .. ولا يقلل أحدا قدرى .. ولا اخون من استأمننى .. ولا أبيع من اشترانى ..وأن يكون وجودى بين الناس تاركا أثرا جميلا محفورا فى نفوسهم .. وأعمل على أن تشتاق لى القلوب وتتمنى قربى ومودتى وتستمتع بروعه عباراتى وحسن تعبيراتى

علمنى كبريائى

أن يكون العطاء عنوانى .. فأعطى بلا مقابل .. وأشارك من حولى فى أفراحهم وأحزانهم .. وأكون لهم خير عونا اذا ضاقت بهم الدنيا واغلقت الابواب أمامهم ولا أنتظر منهم ردا ولا اجرا .. بل اسارع بتقديم ما استطيع تقديمه لاسعادهم ولكن مع الاحتفاظ بمكانتى وكبريائى

علمنى كبريائى

أن أمنح نفسى فرصة التمتع بما حبانى الله سبحانه وتعالى به من جمال الخلقه وكل ماجعلنى متميزة بارزة بين الناس ذات طابع ومذاق خاص ولا يشبهنى احدااا فيه .. لا فى المظهر الخارجى ولا فى ماتكنه نفسى من مشاعر وأحاسيس أو رجاحه العقل والتدبير

علمنى كبريائى

ألا أنظر الى من هم دونى نظرة دونيــــه .. بل أنظر اليهم بعين الحب والموده والرحمة وليس الشفقه وأحاول أن اقترب منهم فلا عيب فى أن تتقارب العقول وتمتزج المشاعر حتى ولو أختلفت البيئات والاصول والديانات .. ربما أجد فى الاقتراب منهم مايزيدنى علما أو يعلمنى درسا أو يمنحنى دفأاا

علمنى كبريائى

أن أكون أنثى ليست ككل النساء .. لا أعتمد على جمال الخلقه فهو من عند الله وليس لى يد فيه .. بل أعتمد على عقلى وحكمتى وأخلاقى .. وأحاول أن أكون شمعه مضيئه تمنح الضوء والدفىء لمن أحبنى .. وأكون له أختا وأما وأبنة اذا اقتضى الامر ذلك

فيا له من معلــــــــــــم بارع .. ذلك الذى علمنى الاحتفاظ بكونى أنسانه .. مجرد أنسانه .. تهوى الحياة .. تحاول أن تعيشها وتتمتع بها وبحريتها كالعصفور الرقيق وتبتعد عن كل مايسبب لها الملل والضيق .. وتأخذ من الدنيا حقها ولا تجور على حق الاخرين

علمني كبريائي

كيف أدفن دموع عيني ولا تراها الا وسادتي لتحتضنها وتدفنها في جوفها

علمني كبريائي

ان لكل داء دواء

الا اكتب همومي الا على جدران قلبي ..

ان اكون انا مهما كانت النتائج.

ان يكون رأسي مرفوعاً حتى اذا كانت الخناجر في الطريق معلقه..

علمني كبريائي

أن التفاعلات الميكانيكيه مع الناس تحتاج الى كثير من التواضع

والكثير من الحرص..والكثير من المرونه.. ولكن دون المساس بمستوى العزه والكرامه..

علمني كبريائي

أن هناك فرق بين الغرور والكبر وبين عزة النفس وكبريائها

علمني كبريائي

أن لا اطئطى راسي امام الملأ بل ابقى شامخ وان إدعوا انني انكسرت

أن ارى نفسي فوق سماء العز واذا أطلعت على من هم دوني

لاانظر لهم بعين الشفقه بل بعين الرحمه والحب

علمني كبريائي

ان لك شخص له طبائعه الخاصه وان طبعي هو عزة نفسي وكبريائها

علمني كبريائي

أن دمعتي مصدر رقتي لا مصدر لذلي ومهاني

أنه ليس من مشى بين الاشواك فهو جريح بل هناك من يستطيع تفادي الاشواك بترفعه عن الرذيله

علمني كبريائي

أن الشموخ لا يهان عند الانكسار بل يزداد قوه ليبدأ في سرد قصة شموخه

علمني كبريائي

أن النخل إذا طاح تمره ماصاب النخل شيء سيظل شامخاً

أن اسير حسب قناعاتي في دروب الحياه لاخلف عواطفي..

Regret.. Sorrow channel.

Regrets come from the mistakes I make that seem to never go
they are there when I smile and joke because in my eyes they show
they are there with me in my bed while I lay awake thinking
but I act like everything is fine so people stop with shrinking
plus I'm suppose to be this and be over you, over us and our love
it wasn't real though or it wasn't right according to your god above
this relationship was just depended on or codependent or some dependent
and you thought you left me thinking I couldn't be anything when it ended
maybe you were right because here I am alone and writing about you
but I write out of anger and pain because that's the writing I do
so don't think that this poem is me saying I love you and miss you
yeah I have regrets and have made mistakes but that doesn't mean I'm blue
this is just me trying to get over you and what I've been through because of you
I was stuck to you and thought I needed to be with you and stay stuck like glue
just so I can be smiling but here I am not even in tears or in fear of anything
I'm reminded of my mistakes every day for a reason and that reason is clear
clear like the blue skies that independence from love is very close and near
no strings attached, no catch, no walls up, and no more wanting or needing
just me, myself and I and for this heart for nobody does it belong or is beating
Now the single life sounds free and lively like a wolf in it's habitat roaming free.
Surly you will be happy after we became you and me.

Be careful.!!!!!!!!!!!

I have the two inside me, the kind and the wild.. 
Now when you service me the food, watch carefully which one of they you feed.. 

At night, in a next heartbeat..

feel the warmth when fingers applied, heavenly touch excites me and I can't decide to embrace her with the soft, strong, narrow or wide.
I see you in my dreams, without using my eyes, envision such beauty that came from the skies.
I listen to you breathe, resuscitate my own, deep inside my subconcious your voices are thrown .. they tell of a soft and pleasent verbal cologne, a concoction of scents, I wish to prolong
intoxicating aroma that can't go wrong.
A kiss is only needed to taste her divine... A culmination of senses your lips combine, you know... In a next hearbeat I'll repeat all the above

Love and lovers... Special request in channel 1.

Love
sometimes it feels so right even though it might be wrong
Lovers, 
one is always the weak while the other plays it strong
Is it just a game of give and take but what is real and what is fake



Life, promises are made, promises are broken but once life is gone, what is then left or taken?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart.. memories of the mind and illusions of the heart
Love, 
the times you saw black while I insisted to see it white
Lovers, 
you had to say day each time...  I said night
Is it just a game of yes and no but part of me wants to stay and the other wants to go.. 

Time, moments are shared, moments are forgotten but once time is gone, what is then left to taken ?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart ... memories of the mind and illusions of the heart
Love, 
sometimes we shared were good but others instead were bad
Lovers, 
we could make each other happy but we chose to make us sad
Is it just a game of live or die, but should now I laugh or should I cry


Feelings, words or caring, words of hate but once...  feelings are gone, what is then left to debate.?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart.. memories of the mind and illusions of the heart.
Love, 
how strange are its beginnings though even stranger are its ends
Lovers, 
now they are enemies though they used to call each other friends. 

Is it just a game of joy and sorrow but should I remember yesterday or dream about tomorrow.!!!
Love, kisses of passion, kisses of deceit .. but once love is gone, what is then left to listen?
Emotions in the wind, regrets tearing us apart.. memories of the mind and illusions of the heart.

الأمة العربيه...

الى الأمة العربية .. بعد " الطز " ألف تحية.....

ما أخبار فلسطين ؟! .. شعب بلا وطن .. وطن بلا هوية ..
ماأخبار مصر؟! حاكمها تابع و فتاويها الذبح شعبها ضحية..

ما أخبار لبنان ؟! .. ملهى ليلي كراسيه خشبية وطاولته طائفية ..

ما أخبار سوريا ؟! .. مهرة أصيلة تكالبت عليها سكاكين الهمجية ..

ما أخبار العراق ؟! .. بلد الموت اللذيذ والرحلة فيه مجانية ..

ما أخبار الأردن ؟! .. لا صوت ولا صورة والاشارة فيه عشائرية

ما أخبار ليبيا ؟!.. بلدّ تحولّ الى معسكر اسلحة وأفكار قبلية

ما أخبار المغرب ؟! .. انتسب الى مجلس خليجي باسم الملكيّة

ما أخبار الصومال ؟! .. علمها عند الله الذي لا تخفى عنه خفيّة

ما أخبار السودان ؟! .. صارت بلدان والخير خيران باسم الحرية

ما أخبار اليمن ؟! .. صالحها مسافر وطالحها كافر وشعبها قضيّة منسيّة

ما أخبار عُمان ؟! .. بلد بكل صدق لا تسمع عنه إلا في النشرات الجوية

ما أخبار السعودية ؟! .. أرض تصدرّ التمر وزادت عليه الافكار الوهابية

ما أخبار الامارات ؟! .. قبوّ سري جميل تحاك فيه كل المؤامرات السرية

ما أخبار الكويت ؟! .. صارت ولاية عربية من الولايات المتحدة الامريكية

ما أخبار البحرين ؟! .. شعب يموت ولا أحد يذكره في خطاباته النارية

ما أخبار قطر ؟! .. عرابّة الثورات وخنجر الخيانات ومطبخ للامبريالية

الى الأمة العربية .. بعد " الطز " لم يعد يليق بكِ التحية .. !

لم يعد يليق بكِ سوى النعيق والنهيق على أحلامك الوردية

لم يعد يليق بكِ شعار الثورة حين صار ربيعك العربي مسرحية

لم يعد يليق بكِ الحرية حين صارت صرخاتك كلها في الساحة دموية

لم يعد يليق بك يا أمة مؤتمراتها مؤامرات وكلامها تفاهات وقراراتها وهمية

لم يعد يليق بكِ التحيةّ .. يا أمة دفنت كرامتها وعروبتها تحت التراب .. وهي حيّة.

Welcome.!!

Near to the sea shore, Close to my heart
Calm one day... Cyclone another
The waves with regularity
crash
break
spraying spray... Day after day
Near to the sea shore, Close to my heart
"Welcome" change... but then
Everything resumes its course

Lies.. Lies.. Body full of lies

What I've learned from humans that; as much as you will be honest, they will always deny the truth as if they designed to be hungry for lies.

Lost.!!

No distance ever separates our dreams and desires
No mirror ever dissolves our reflection and water
In one's eye
What graph would you make of lines of thought?
The triangle of pain is without any angle.. Countless races have dreams alike but sleep and night watch surly its never the same!
Names are forgotten .. Codes alone come to my mind in nuclear setups..
Dreams of radiant generations are smitten by atomic explosions
Cities sink, Nuclei dissipate, Orbits dwindle..
What remains are terra and sol in what... In the dance of death.
A moment of brightness in a light year breaking into smithereens in a million eons. An accident.. May be yes
But not an event, history is continuity may broken once.
Telescopic eyes, tired out, give up their distance watching into lost planets.. In a garden less universe.
Who will look for flowers after my death in spring fresh hands of tiny tots?
Who will see dreams in our eyes ... yours and mine in centuries to be?
No one is sure.. Yes no one is sure of things lost in water.

Dreaming with tomorrow..

In my mind i can see you walking down the hallway
Perfect smile goes for miles if feels like I’m in heaven
when i see you i can not speak a word cause every time you come near me baby you rock my world I can see us together till the end of time because baby you'll always stay on my mind. Let's be more than this come on and I’ll give a little Kiss. Dancing in the moonlight makes us feel so warm and bright we can imagine that is just us and no one can break this feeling apart. We're connected when you hold your breath and I’m the only one who will wake you and you'll never have to dream alone.

Spread your wings.!!

Surrounded by a sea of mediocrity, Everyone a droop of the vastness,You witness countless waste their potential, isn't succumbing to idle  .. weakness.
You, too, have fallen into the pit, You, too, are frequented by subtle disappointment, But now, you are finally enlightened, You have sprung free from inevitable obscurity.
Casting off the chains that hold you back, You catch glimpses of your possibilities... Things that were previously frustrations, Now become breakthroughs on the path to success.
Slowly.... fantasies become victorious experiences, The summit of triumph bears near, Now, you are on the precipice, Overlooking the sea that you once inhabited.... 
Spread your wings and fly.!!!

A life between .. Why and deny.

I was about asking why the fetters are tightened more on our feet of progression
I was about asking why the bright day suddenly turns black as we approach the crossroads
I was about asking why every tread thrusts us back the winding way we came
I was about asking why when I remembered that I'm talking with a body full of lies
I was about asking why when my echo reply
" when why lay between you and I, Someone was wrong and the other can't apply"
O.. God.. Please give me the strength to never give up.. I'm nearly from all my life, deny.