Thursday, 5. March 2009, 18:17:29
After centuries, here i am again, since the cloud contains rain, my soul keeps hope.
Strong feeling i have.long lost self!
I have many news but no news i can remember....so strange but i feel that i was absent.
Water survives the dead land.
I used to write but non is right! Needless to cry if you'll fly and so i will.
I miss my page but thanks to Allah , here i am again!
I am alive!
Sunday, 22. February 2009, 18:16:06
No feeling i have when she hurts me, my heart splits, my tears fall, i cry without a sound.
It starts showing me the darkness ; Devil! Devil!.
I want to leave the earth! I want to leave myself!
"Dark heart", has she!
"There is an ocean here", my pen says
where am i? me myself!
Monday, 9. February 2009, 16:58:48
Cheerio!
When we kept silence, it started raining then it was a storm biside a strange heart, a light one.
When we are kidding, we can be serious but the problem is that we're not kidding...it have been destroyed because of no reason...that's a fair heart i'm talking about!
She is crying but ... then the reflection of the Sun disturbed us, we need darkness, that's the climat we live in.
"Take it easy" he says
He's generous but i can't, there's nothing easy exept tears in...eyes.
It has been following me, that's the last breath i have!
Must i leave?
Tomorrow could be the last day, thus,
"Life is sweet", that's the key you should have but not me!
Friday, 6. February 2009, 18:17:14
Dark skies are walking towards you.
The clouds flee from you.
The Sun missed you.
The question is : How are you?
The next is : Where are you?
The night is looking for you.
Even the grass became light for you.
I'm in need of all of you.
I want to forget all about you.
"I'm not alive", i told you.
That's the heart that loved you.
"Why all that?", i'm asking you.
I can see all around you.
So, what about you?
Wednesday, 4. February 2009, 19:00:42
The Sun shines on the night.
The moon flee from the light.
The hearts danced, that's bright.
Love, Peace are weight.
The stars took sleep tight.
No sitting is right.
Is there any pilot light?
The fruit is out of sight.
The white darkness is fright.
That's the dream number eight.
Even that is so height.
Tuesday, 3. February 2009, 17:11:52
Two friends of mine take care of me...one of them is Noor, he said: "To the farthest corners of the earth, i would go if need be...i'll come to see you!"
Another friend is Mays, she sent me a lovely story i would like to share it with you, she said:
سأحكي لكم حكاية حدثت فيما مضى من الزمان
يحكى أنّ ثلاثة أشخاص حكم عليه بالإعدام بالمقصلة ، وهم ( عالم دين- محامي- فيزيائي
وعند لحظة الإعدام تقدّم ( عالم الدين ) ووضعوا رأسه تحت المقصلة ، وسألوه : ( هل هناك كلمة أخيرة توّد قولها ؟ )
فقال ( عالم الدين ) : الله ...الله.. الله... هو من سينقذني
وعند ذلك أنزلوا المقصلة ، فنزلت المقصلةوعندما وصلت لرأس عالم الدين توقفت .
فتعجّب النّاس ، وقالوا : أطلقوا سراح عالم الدين فقد قال الله كلمته . ونجا عالم الدين .
وجاء دور المحامي إل المقصلة ..
فسألوه : هل هناك كلمة أخيرة تودّ قولها ؟
فقال : أنا لا أعرف الله كعالم الدين ، ولكن أعرف أكثر عن العدالة ، العدالة .العدالة ..العدالة هي من سينقذني .
ونزلت المقصلة على رأس المحامي ، وعندما وصلت لرأسه توقفت ..
فتعجّب النّاس ، وقالوا : أطلقوا سراح المحامي ، فقد قالت العدالة كلمتها ، ونجا المحامي
وأخيرا جاء دور الفيزيائي ..
فسألوه : هل هناككلمة أخيرة تودّ قولها ؟
فقال : أنا لا أعرف الله كعالم الدين ، ولا أعرف العدالة كالمحامي ، ولكنّي أعرف أنّ هناك عقدة في حبل المقصلة تمنع المقصلة من النزول
فنظروا للمقصلة ووجدوا فعلا عقدة تمنع المقصلة من النزول ، فأصلحوا العقدة وانزلوا المقصلة على رأس الفيزيائي وقطع رأسه .
وهكذا من الأفضل أ تبقي فمك مقفلا أحيانا ، حتى وإن كنت تعرف الحقيقة
the theme is : don't say all what you know
Sunday, 1. February 2009, 17:15:32
All good things come to an end, all that glitters is not gold, i'm trying to do something nice but i .....finally you'll be punished or rewarded according to whether you have led a virtuous life or a sinful life...and here i'm talking about all people and this like, too.
I'm here againbut i don't know why i'm here?....Noor, why do you need my words? it's useless, hopeless!
Nedjmek, why do you want me to stay?
Both of you are wise so, you don't need a foolish woman with you....what's uponthere?
You did something good for me then i must engrave it in a stone where no wind can erase it....
THANKS A LOT
Thursday, 29. January 2009, 14:42:00
After rain there is Sun shines and the Sun sets means the end of the day, it is so fair to dream real dreams, it is nice to hold out any jerk...after darkness there is light and after light there is darkness, that's lovely and it's the game of life.
I got the fruit of your dreams, thank you very much, we were family in a page.
I have wrote these lines for one reason: " I WANT TO LEAVE THE OPERA CASTLE "
that's the end of my dreams and my story, too.
Before that i want to leave a moral for you through this fable:
" Very early one morning a miller went to his henhouse to collect the eggs for selling at the market. He was greatly surprised to see that one of his hens had laid a beutiful golden egg. He couldn't believe it! he was so happy and ran to tell his wife. Both of them danced for joy.
The next morning the miller found another golden egg. And this continued one day after the other.
Everything changed for the miller and his wife they became very wealthy thanks to this hen. They were able to fulfill all their dreams : a large house, lovely clothes and all the food they could eat.
One evening, the wife was very thoughtful and couldn't sleep. She woke up her husband and said to him: "it seems to me that we're wasting too much time by waiting each day for the hen to lay a new golden agg. Don't you think we should kill the hen and get all the gold out at one time?"
They both went over the hen. After they had killed it they saw that the hen inside wa exactly the same as all the other hens and there was not a trace of the gold."
The moral is : " IF WE ARE TOO AMBITIOUS WA CAN LOSE WHAT IS MOST DEAR TO US ".
Monday, 12. January 2009, 18:11:26
There's a very small light in the world, that light comes from a very small candle was there!
when the sun shines new hope borns, new down waves...it was a snow Dove looking for a lake, it needs water but the scene was a lake without water.
Inattentio i lie back in a cloud and all of a sudden i found myself exalted, so high, that's amazing, from there you can see the whole world even the non-exist world...you can see peoples' minds, peoples' dreams....
A small child huged me, he's crying and when i asked him he sleeped on my arms, i was carrying him and when he woke up he started narrating stories and stories...finally, all what he needs is to sleep peacefully and to dream hopeful dreams full of happiness and warmth, could they?
That's the sound of a shared secret, that's the sound of life, of truth, of they, too.
Wednesday, 31. December 2008, 14:46:28
Once we were laughing, we were looking for fun while others ARE looking for warm Sun, for FREEDOM ... they miss relax, theire hearts became damp, theire eyes swelled...Narrow streets destroyed...they walked alone....all of them are asking "where is the sun of every day?"
is there any answer?
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