Monday, June 13, 2016

Slaves to love.!! Ch03.. love.

Early morning came, with dark brown clouds, with a singing dawn, with the dancing winds besides the shore, the veiled sun hidden somewhere but his smile was so pleasant awoke the you .. soul, from very deep the dreaming can't sleep, the flower with a mild shower, Is turns in flames that amazing flames I feels...  very cold outside but very hot inside.. O, 
All her senses were active now to sensed her colors, felt her fragrance even heard the music, dreaming to tasted rain drops twisted her petals,
Now shocking pink withstood the rains now heavy and violent she is not afraid of frightening mind thunders and flash of eyes lightening,
Nature has blown.. A new soul in her she smiled like a bud.
Her beauty and grace her challenging face constrained the nature for a friendly beautiful meaning surrender!
But the nature smiled and said to her, "my dear rose bud..
A starry night with the shining moon light humid and hot sweating and tiring but ... romantic as well provocations from my side is ahead of us, I would love to see how you sustain the youth of your new soul, I shall eagerly watch if your petals remain fresh and pink happily I shall go if I surrender once again!
Love always wins, love.. always wins, 
And nature proudly said they are my slaves, they shall remain slaves to love.
..
Only for my woman

Commitments, ch03.. clarity

A promise meant to last yet conquest beyond compare.. illuminating the heart of every soul, contacting with each other, lingering in heart of every bonding.. with a promise meant to last, 
consolidate me and you in union, living it out fully emblematic heart unison.. 
love rules all encounter never give up till I get you.. Is a promise meant to last, a vow to last one's lifetime.. possessing the surrender to go beyonds what your mind can thought, a commitment never meant to be broken, a promise meant to be together and after forever, a vow that highlight one's relationships..
indeed a promise, a vow and a commitment, where maturity and well decided upheavals within it is an authentic personal commitment, with. Promise meant to last.. 

Frog..

You can say what you will, call me . a frog, a black, a child any kind of name I heard them all before and though sticks and stones may break the bones
your words will never killing me, 
But before you and anybody go and judge me, look at yourself in that mirror at every little mistake for we're still the same and know it's nobody's fault.. because only you're the blame in your own trap you're caught..
So look at me and stare, hope you can see inside of me and see things clearer like I see, or should I give you a little more because there's some things you can't take and that's my pride, my dignity and my clearly vision.. I'm a humble man, so humble don't destroy this in me for you only feed the wild animal inside.. for god sake once in your life feed the other one and let us live the way we should.

Goodnight everyone.

I believe that I can.

Waiting for the light..

Here I'm .. I, me and mine into the dark waiting for the light. i've been waiting forever since it all start.. Traveling in my dreams, walking in the nights, Living in a world call never since the beginning of all times.
Shinning stars appearing in the gloomy sky, leaving a sparkling on my dust floating trew the winds of the night, neverworld start to change.
Everything is getting brightly but it all still the same, 
Alone with no darkness.. everything feels strange to blind by the brightness of missing hope of changing, But why I can't even see the reflection of my face in this,
Black or white, dark or light... There's still no difference my god, why I can't figure this out.!
Suddenly sky turns gray, backgrounds appearing two shadows coming straight, good and Evil holding hand in hand, asking me to follow them to the land of "never", But i still didn't take the chance to knowing who am I feeling, The good disapear and evil goes away, darkness comes back and everything is back the same way I used to see, the same way I used to be.. alone in the dark waiting .. for the light,

Sunday, June 12, 2016

One line

What a woman be; without her pride, what a man is, without his dignity yet don't let your pride kills his dignity for there will be nothing left to remains in your man.

Traveler..!!


The paths I'll cross as many did before, they intersect to twist and turn, stretching on so far, so long.. even so weard to one's belong.. to places i have not yet learned anything about, the people leave at their own whim.. to these uncharted lands.. who knows, maybe I should decide to traveling to Netherlands.. no thought to fear or care of strife, come they in merry band while the roads may be kind or cruel depending on the day maybe the bitter snow heavey rains or icy rain it can drive one mad, some say.. I'll end this nine required to get ready, so very hard for Arabian to be traveler.. while each and everyday I listen to my shadow telling me..
Traveler you chose this road, too far too long, too difficult even too different from home and where you belong, then I replying him; 
Man' It's how fare we can go before we giving up.. hold on for I seek the truth.

Sunset..

Listen to the sunset, hear its silent sigh as it falls down the horisen warning, the moon is nigh.
Hear its silent threat that darkness will be upon us it makes everyone upset..
Listen to the sunset the pride of its words how beautiful this sunset iswith its color, and birds, see its pretty hue but I cant enjoy the sunset if I am not with you..
All the pretty colors are meaningless, so are the birds, and the sounds because it all means nothing to me if you are not around, if you are still sad..
Baby just remember this though, promise you wont forget, even if your far away or when you so.. close. For we'll be watching the same sunset
Shoo... listen to the sunset enjoy its beauty true and when you see it.. just think of me and I will always be inside your head.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Goodnight..



Loyalty .. Ch03, in the distance

We say that love demands a lot from you, but reality suggests it is not at all true.. Two very simple things in love are a must, one is devoted loyalty and a faithful trust..
Trust in your love make sure it is deep, the returns you get is for you to keep.. The stronger the bond its harder to break, has to be so when there's so much at stake..
When in a relation, its trust that you need, true belief in your love demands your heed.. Once broken to pieces is hardly rebuilt, at times you have to live with all the guilt..
Here loyalty too plays an important role, offers a soothing cohort to a longing soul.. Staying with your love in joy and sorrow, smiles you give and the tears you borrow..
In a relation, loyalty brings you close, the faith you show, when beside you pose.. Just one false step of treacherous mind, cracks apart relations of every kind..
Sometimes these emotions are put to test, puts two hearts in a conflicting unrest.. one reason all problems are easy to shun, is trusting the loyalty of your beloved one..
A relation in itself is a bond so strong, for together we face all the right and wrong.. These factors decide how long we can stands, here loyalty and trust walk hand in hands..
"This poem only to my woman; I'm sorry and I love you now and after forever"

God control everything.

when alone with my thoughts, I contemplate control and many other things so mysterious control what exactly is this puzzling aspect of life.!!
an illusion, reality, wait, it's only an idea right..! or something else altogether, like a guiding force.!
control has no substance, control isn't tangible yet this thing, I can see and I can hear, compare not instead of... I can feel even through distance.
control is a beautiful thing when we possess it control is power, control is responsibility, control is an ultimate privilege
If we lose it, we become unbalanced no longer harmonious, we feel powerless.. and behind this large grey cloud we can see a golden outline, we know the sun is there, yet sometimes I wonder are we puppets on a string..!
and does anyone actually control anything but god and what meant to be.. no, nothing control over our choices but destiny.
We believe in ourselves because we believe in God.

He comes...

Have you not heard his silent steps ?
He comes, in time he comes.
Every moment and every age,
every day and every night he comes, in time he comes.
Many a song have I sung in many a mood of mind,
but all their notes have always proclaimed,
In the fragrant days of last sunny day in November through the forest path he comes,
comes in time.
In the rainy gloom of nights on the thundering chariot of clouds he comes, comes to face the truth.. 
In sorrow after sorrow it is his steps that press upon his heart, and it is the golden touch of destiny feet that makes your joy to shine

Natural

Trees and plants in full bloom, I think it's spring again
Flowers grow in cluster, I think it's winter again
Everything is designed to smile, the plants really enriches the soil artful nests built by birds to let the younger ones rest in peace
Flowers are unlocked to paint the lap of earth refreshing the toil, by balmy showers I think it's summer again.. Decluter the chains by flood and flow beholding the lives
I think it's autumn again.. this is life, natural and how we actually act towards it..

Disloyal, even to apologise

We met in love when I had nothing, I was loyal to you.
We set our life when I had everything, you denied my trust.
We were close felt great for a while in desperate madness.
We are close no love to deserve but fear to give up.
We were dreaming to change everything while your eyes revealed fake hearts.
We are doing just to fade that memories, you are disloyal, even to apologise.. it's too late.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Homework..

If they ask you; if you are a racist, pretends you are Greek.
If they ask you; if you hate black people, say that you hate black souls.
If they ask you; if you hate need, say you hate Zionism.
If they ask you; if you are against homosexuale, say you are in favour of the reproduction of humans.
If they ask you; if you are abortion say you are profile.
If they ask you; if you abused animals, say you love them all.
If they ask you; if you are rich, say how are you in feelings..!!
If they ask you; if you are owe me, say you owe the god.
If they ask you; if there is a God, say to look at the sun with bare eyes.
If they ask you; what team are you on, say you are a fan.


shouting in the land of deaf..

No matter why, nor where, nor when she came, there was her place. No matter what other's said, no matter what she was, nor who she is, living or dead, Faithful or not, he loved her all the same..
The story was as old as human shame, but ever since that lonely night she fled, with books to blind him from seeing her, he had only read the story of shouting in the land of deaf..
There she was always coming pretty soon to fool him back again, with penitent scared eyes pretending someone else,  that had in them the laughter of the moon for baffled lovers, and to make him think everyday.
Before once she gives him time enough to wink, Sin's kisses will be the keys to them secret heaven.

The ridge..

Silence does not mean consent. 
Patience does not mean weakness. 
Smile does not mean acceptance. 
Demand does not mean the need. 
Absence does not mean neglect. 
Guessing does not mean fear. 
Asking does not mean ignorance. 
Mistake does not mean stupidity 
And tolerance does not mean the deficit .. 
For all are our own bridges, which we cross to reach the ridge.

اطماع الغرب ..

منذ ان ايقنت الدول العظمى ان الحرب لا تؤتي ثمارها ولا تشبع وحش الاطماع القابع في خيال كل حكام الغرب.. بداء الفكر الغربي في بدايه حقبة الثمانينات في تفعيل نظرية الفوضي سواء إن كانت خلاقة مرتبة وتظل تحت السيطرة الخفية لازرع محركيها او كانت غير خلاقة الغرض منها بدأ نذاعات بين دول العالم الثالث..
نجحت الفكره على الصعيدين وحققت نتائج غير متوقعه سواء ان كانت في احلال وتجديد السلطة الحاكمة في دول العالم الثالث تحت مظلة الحرية ومرتدية عباءة عرقية او دينيه ونجحت ايضا على مستوى عالمي .. 
بالنظر الى الاقتصاد العالمي نجد ان النظرية تطورت من تجارة السلاح تحت اسم حفظ السلام ونزع الاسلحة النوويه والكيميائية .. لترجيح طرف من اطراف النزاع على طرف آخر الى فكر اقوي واعمق... 
ماذا لو ان التحكم في الاقتصاد قد يكون الاحتلال بنوع جديد.. ماذا لو ان التحكم في الديون هو المفتاح الجديد للشرق الاوسط بل ولمعظم دول العالم.. 

Thursday, June 09, 2016

Who Can We Trust ?

Who Can You Trust?
Who Can you trust in the world today?
Your friends?
They'll be just as trifling as your enemy
When you are stuck at a dead end

Who can you trust in the world today?
Your blood?
Blood is thicker than water
Don't let this be your rule
By this same rule was I fooled.

Who can you trust in the world today?
Your instructors?
Their job is to teach not to care
Your problems will appear just as thin as air.

Who can you trust in the world today?
Those who inforce and carry out the law?
This is where the world tears
They should be the ones we fear

Who can your trust in the world today?
Don't put your emotions up on a shelf
Trust no one but yourself!

She sits on the porch

She sits on the porch all day long.
As the seasons pass, so does her young age.
She greets summer in a yellow dress,
She embraces autumn with open arms.
She waits for winter impatiently, for the snow.
Covered in white, hidden from the iciness of her neighbors
Spring approaches her cautiously,
And covers the garden with roses
She is alienated by others because of her shell,
Yet nobody knows,
The memories which leave her wounded
No one dares to step in her shoes
For they fear her sadness will overcome them.
Hoping that time will heal all,
She sits on the porch.

intentionally blind person,

I hate calling you an intentionally blind person,
The way you keep ignoring things,
Why do you act like ..........,
By shutting the door of visualisation?
Don't blind yourself with healthy eyes,
For god's sake let the eyes see the ray,
All we need to do is seize the day,
The bright future that before us lies.
Feel my heartbeats and see through my eyes,
I won't let you down, there will be no poignant sighs.

Let your tears killing your fears

Lying with silent tears, attempting to hide my fears sobs oh.. covered wit deep sighs, you secretly dry your eyes, rolled over, you face him with somehow, he feels the tears on his skin.. Oh no, I have been caught but that was just what I thought, Unaware of his lie.. 
I roll back out on my side, but this was a mistake to show a smile that was fake, my distress level grows, now it's clear that he knows,
And he asks, "Are you O.K".? 
No reply I turn away covers blown, tears just flow, holds me close, never lets go,
I try hard to calm down, 'In a three months he will leave town.
'Summer's getting closer... the year is almost over... Yes it's ending, but it's not over,
you know I love you, more than you'll ever ..know,
Won't let ten minutes pass, before having me in laughs... this is why I love you,
My one and only wise ..... Oh..

In my mind..

When in my mind I think on thee, that by thought thyself alone; and the beauty's argument more sweet than in love I love thee so; but would still be in lack of words, else what to a fool is all evident, except you that of nothing real, not least in verse be revealed.. 

Wednesday, June 08, 2016

Not enough

I'll make you smile maybe laugh,
I'll wipe your eyes, loving in pleasure
I'll make your life worth its while
I'll make you dream
I'll open my arms when you shout or scream
I'll let you see, Past my charms
How about walk in the park
Holding hands in the dark
These are some of the things what I would do
But some how.. I'm just not good enough for you.

Cemetery of the spirit

Am I loss of interest in life..! 
Do we finally need to abandoned our dreams.! 
In the way of concessions to provide proof of our naked truth of our features, we changed to become people who are far from the truth.. sinking in oblivion seas.
Deadly boredom, greedy Vanity, Kills all the fruits of affection.
Someday we will regret all the time we lost in challenging reality. Someday we will wish to stop the time to steal more minutes before it is too late. life is the cemetery of the spirit.. yes indeed and I need to be free once again.

Fake show..

Not more by looks my eyes be blind than what by love I look, that I should hide myself from myself.
but by your beauty no more, which you by my heart possess and break the mirror of this all...
for wherever I see you not, I see the fake show of this world

Use it..

There is a bird on wings singing "hi", and "Dell" has never found solace, that in the world by time nor by love his beauty,
by Jove, can move me more but what by mind is writ ashore,
all for sake of poetry when a loitering star by night
pays homage to the moon in ebb and flow the world beside,
a helping hand in sea of troubles, is printed, printed upon the page, so, when the windows will close.. yet a one still open, for a bird on wings singing hi.. to the moo7.

Life game.

We all have different names... Some of us are young, some are old, Some of us can’t stand against the cold, all of us have strengths yet some go to great lengths just to hide them away while our favourite word is.... "okay".. even we all show love in different ways still some of us want to find a home where we can stay, some presume to know it all and some of us will fall a great fall.
We all like playing this life game.. didn't we all came from our mothers womb and end up in the same size tomb..! 
We all have the same senses but not the same emotions, we all show someone devotion but we have different faces. We all come from different ideas, different fears and different races.
We don’t know from where life came, but aren't we wonder all the same, even wonder when will it all end... for some of us it drives us around the bend.

Ant also knows





Mix salt and sugar, ants consume only sugar.
Select right people to make your life sweet.
I wish You be the only support I ever have need of holding

Tuesday, June 07, 2016

Today dear you are out of my sight
But surely you can't be out of my mind
For all nice times that I had with you
Reminds me of all your loving hues
For you dear are a very good friend
Who always some how manages to end
The troubles that I'm going through
By showing me all life's brightening views

And I'm glad you always played a role
And always in your way you console
And always lent a helping hand
When I needed it most in trouble's band
And today i really miss you dear
For you always showed me your care
So remember that you can be out of my sight
But surely you can't be out of my mind.

Not by being still can many things be done.

It takes real men to stand and face the foe,
Not by being cowards are the battles won,
It takes truth in us to walk where we must go.
Not by what we say but by what we do
It takes every fiber here to negate the lies
Not by being silent can we prove what's true.
It takes unity of heart and one goal to find
Not by passive stance can we make things right
It takes all the governed to speak out their mind
Not by shades of gray is there black and white.
It takes boldness to stop our own country's demise,
Not by being fearful can we keep our land,
It takes just one man to bring utter destruction
Not by false illusions can our freedom stand.
It takes blindness to bring death to a nation.
Not by being still can many things be done.

Monday, June 06, 2016

Shoo.. what

Image that reflects you in the mirror
Why do you see it in such a horror.!
Dust off the lifestyle rust on your face
Then to the world .. you are the mirror

Give me all you

All we need in Life,
Inspiration or desperation for a sure success.
The problem is.. I taste desperation before and I promised myself to never let it lead my will again.
Then there is only one way to success.. inspiration
We as a grown humans need only inspiration to collect each and every stone in our way of success to build a bridge to unexplored universe.
Ordinary humans until they are lost they begin to understand themselves, not me.. give me all you.. and enjoy watching me glow.

Stubbornness

Even if you know you are right
Stubbornness causes plight.
Avoid harm take to equilibrium
And possibility for a meditation
Or middle of the road interaction
To shun disagreements occurring
It is vital to stop flush adjoining
Half way ride through the journey.

كل عام وانتم بخير

 صيام مقبول بإذن الله

To hide

To hide in plain sight....is to find a way out...
To hide in darkness..is to seek out...
To hide in one's self...is to give up completely...
Darkness and Light, are only the description of different perspectives.

Never be sad.


Blindness in the heart not in the eyes.. 
Kindness in the actions not in the factions.
Who test who, who is the blind... may it be an evening stars,
Shines down upon you...



Your morning smile has a reason

When the body sleeps the spirit needs to roam, It rises up to leave this body to find a place called home.
It meets up with the friends it knew and it stays a while and then, A time of joy and solace to find, it’s peace again.
It travels far beyond the veil, beyond those wide seas, so much it seems to see, great beauty in the landscapes, the rivers and even the trees..
There .. you find, No darkness comes to dim the light, No distance is too great for just a true honest thought of longing, will bring you to their gate and then you’ll be before them.
They greet you with a smile in silent conversation you stay and talk a while. Then somewhere in the distance the chorus of the dawn reminds you of your duty to return where you belong.
You travel back from wherever you came pulled by the silver cord and there beside your sleeping form you quietly slip it on.
The memory of your journey forgotten for a while it’s locked away for safety ... you waken with a smile for once again you’re ready to face the day alone..
We scrutinise the map of life to find a place called home.

Sunday, June 05, 2016

I Nevermind

Never wish anything bad to anyone because every time you wish something bad to anyone that thing could happen to you,
Never say that freedom is not important
Never say that the sun light is not needed
Because without it you only have depression and nothing else
Never say that love is crueless and doesn't have any feelings for you, because I will never quit loving you.
I never mind about that game because we together can gain.
I never mind about that rain because I can't do nothing about it, o.. Nevermind my old mistakes because I had learned from them already and I am not going to make them again.

The art of war.

As black as sin, shrewd hate in her eyes, evil and angry, full of false pride and lies.. Greed, guilt and arrogance all marked her cruel gait, resentment and ego was what this wolf ate.
No room for another, here jealousy rules, how dare a white stranger, intrude into my home.
The pale wolf called Truth then softly walked in, full of kindness and hope, so benevolently with love, understanding and peace in his eyes... compassionate, content, full of faith and wise.
Truth said; Start packing your bags, for I'm moving in, not enough room for us both, O black wolf called Sin.
The battleground is set, the line is drawn, the contestants entered, the fight is on, who is stronger, who will win.!! 
We all want to know for they're so evenly matched, the black and the snow.
This fight can rage on for months or even .. years, while the old wisers, watchers watch on with smiles and tears.
But then in the end only one can succeed, 
The stage: 
Is in your heart.
The victor:
The one you feed.

Equality is a dream

In a different, standard scivilizations societies, how an individual person search for equality. Regardless of the absence of justice between the classes of the same society's .. I wonder when.!!
When we can get rid of passports and visas problems and let people travel free to any country they wish to go to by land, air or even the sea,
When we can get rid of every warlord and get rid of poverty and get rid of class distinction and here's to equality.
When we can get rid of religious fundimentalists no matter what their creed, For they only cause division and judgment we do not need.
When we can get rid of every bureaucrat and every bureaucracy Worldwide for they become very wealthy by causing a class divide..
When we can get rid of every royal and every snobbish squire, people because of right of birth we should not have to admire.
When we can get rid of every despot no matter who they be and lock them up in jail for life for their crimes against humanity, 
And give homes to the homeless and every poor refugee and here's to a fair go for all and to equality.

Patience..

Threats and intimidation are weaknesses souls attributes. Patience when we estimated is mighty attributes. So, Don’t judge people by their appearances, because you never know what’s inside.
They might be smiling, frowning, or scowling, but each one of them has something to hide.
Abstract personalities, hidden by their masks
Strangers don’t know their abnormalities, until one's decides to ask.
Only the owners of weak figures are withdrawn first..
Only the owners of strong will are remains until the end..
Only those who fear the truth, hide behind counterfeit masks..

There is no love,

If love were like water.. I'd build you a fountain,
If love were like stone.. I'd bring you a mountain.
If love were like air.. I'd set whirlwinds free,
But 
As these is no love as I hope from you... I'll just give you me.




Saturday, June 04, 2016

only you


don't forget to remember .. that i have only you.




An open window to your heart, fair enough

A bouquet of magic pink roses I send to make you smile and cheer
These special roses are magic ones that will chase clouds out of here
For them to work their magic, there are just a few things you must do
Just trust me a little and follow the instructions ‘cause this is all for you
First, close your eyes to see them and the way they are beautifully arranged
You should see that they are displayed the way you like them, and the arrangement will never change
Now, flex your nostrils a little and take a deep breath through your nose
You should smell the fragrant aroma and feel a tingle all the way to your toes
Next, take your right hand and gently place it over your tender heart
You should feel it beating strongly with a flutter right from the start
Do not be alarmed that your heart is fluttering, and beating strong and fast
The magic of your pink roses is touching it so that the feeling will last
There is one last thing I need you to do for your magic pink roses to work
Go look into a mirror and give yourself a funny facial smirk
This should bring a smile to your face and you should be starting to grin
If for some reason the magic does not seem to be working, you have to follow the instructions again
Keep repeating these clear instructions until you begin to smile
The magic pink roses shall take you to a happy place that will last for quite a while
Keep your magic pink roses around because they will never wither or die
They will always be right there to take you from an emotional low to a high

Pink..!

You love the color pink, 
Then you don't care what others think.. 
And if i make you smile after what I ink
Then we need to share something more than the drink.

Love is like a war..

When a person does not have anything to lose it becomes brave. We only hesitant when we have hope.. so, to be unbeatable person you should find the balance between what you need to lose in a battle to win the war and what you should keep no matter what.

Dead souls.

And in a warm family meeting I asked my father, I'm wondering in life and death.. then he painted a smile in his face and said; 
My son, 
Take care of five things before five things happen.!!
Your youth before growing old, 
Your health before suffering illness, 
Your wealth before getting poverty, 
Your free time how to spend before being busy in your job, 
Your life meaning before your death remaining.
That was fairly enough.. to lead me throughout the rest of my life.
May God blessings spread upon our dead souls.

Suicide is more and more popular

Some say life is beautiful
some say its sad.
Some people see forests of green
some see stumps.
Some say that technology moves forward
Some say we're loosing knowledge.
Some people see gardens of daisies
Some see dead grass.
Some hope for world peace
Some hope with greed.
Some are destined to greatness
Some hope for a second chance
Some are never given a chance.
Some hope for the end.
Some are born able to fly
Some don't even have wings
Doves fly peacefully in the sky.. Only to be chased away by vultures.!
Why Suicide is more and more popular..!!
When did death become the only solution.!!
Does each generation move forward.!
Are we someday going to find ourselves back at the begining.!