This Authentic tale was brought to you
By A Boy through a sheet of paper
Some words that render you to use your loaf ,
Here We Go :

This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome aboard
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops


Oups !
Sorry for disturbing
Just dismiss it
If it looks somewhat Irritating
Because this young Lad shan't Give Up Working
That Boy was thrown off,
Pricked Heart
Ceased brain by pointed Sharp Darts
Formed with Witty teasing words spit by some fools
Then Battering Starts
Oh Heck , **** , break his neck , then check his pulse
If it goes and back
Cut off  nerves
Likewise cables unto his dreams
If you were me , What would you Choose ?
A bruise? Or Lose ?
That's how it seems
When you re Vulnerable
When agony extent is overall
When the  mixture of anger with Temper is subtle 
Luckily , Temptation plus Sensibility sustained me To be Morally Unbeatable 
With no compassion
By Self-Affection
With Guts injection
frustration is frustrating regardless
I vowed that 
come hell or water , I'll overcome failure
Because I'm not useless

This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome aboard
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops

Then ,
I experienced another  level of life
I Met A Gal
That looks beloved to My Heart
A soulmate or A pal ?
I don't mind
But she is going to be My Future wife
Day-by-Day
I was getting optimistic.
Grinning Automatically
Like I Don't know what is arising actually
Sensational Emotions
That soared me up into Infinity
I was like a BoT
brain went Rash
Till I realised everything is Rot
Afterwards , Results came Harsh 
I ve become sad
Yes , that was bad
All these Moments got a transition to Tears dripping onto the blanket of My bed
I Start Breathing with sigh
Why some people are cynic ?
Why others use imitated Lipsticks?
To play role of devil's advocate
And tell you you are his flesh and blood , we are  intimate !
Haste makes wastes
And every Cloud has a silver lining
So . Sorry Honey
I'have no money
i'let you boogie
Swaying Your body contemporary to  Victory symphony
You're happy temporally
I'm not mister patrick
I'm mister master of tricks
Number Six ?
No , I eighty-six
See ?

This world Can not Acquire my Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome abroad
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops

Now after Lending an ear to this young boy's tale,
It is high time i take off the truth's veil:
Success's pavement is too long so it seems endless
Stop thinking about what people say consequentlty
Mjority is ordinary
Don't prove them wrong
Years fly by
Prove yourself wrong
to make their lips get dry
Even what you do is literally mumbo jumbo
Don't ever never Accuse your spirit's echoes
They are not egoes
They Stand by you
Until you realise The vital triumph :
Being number Uno ! 
And who is number uno ?
It is me and you !


That's why ,
This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome aboard
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops

Your feedback Won t make me  fall back.
Sitting al desko
Playing sudoku 
Bored , frustrated
I m in a Hot potato!
I can't go along with any  decision concerning any intention
Lifeless emotions
Still , dominating inspiration
Brain wants my approval to begin a conversation
Hey stranger ,
Here is a blank sheet of paper
Rub onto it either with a pen or a Pencil
A penny for your thoughts Pencil Warrior 
A cut-throat self-competition
Are you a brave competitor ?
Are you up for pursuing the reader ?
That reading is worth consumin?
That you are eager to be an idol not a dime a dozen ?

So :
You Need  Knowledge Assistance
Then ,
You ought to Get My Maintenance
To make :
Your Wiriting resemble A Magic
Cool And fantastic
Mysterious Not  Obvious
Meticulous  but Not Hilarious

Hey Stranger ,
A Tip To Mention
That Writin if i m not mistaken is A Paaassion
Divided into Words
Whose subdivisions Are  Alphaaabet
With writing, you can be Against The Grain
Writing Evaporates lukewarm Depression Liquid
That s Circulating All Along in Each Vein,
Compiled steam By me into Glammerous Words Falling liKe A Heavy Rain
At That Moment ,
You Bested Your Opponent which is Pain
You showed The Opposite that is Gain
And Everybody is Endorsing Your Work :
That s Insane !

That s why:
You  Need Knowledge  Assistance
Then
You  Ought to Get my maintenance
To Make :
Your writing resemble A magic
cool and  Fantastic
Mysterious not Obvious
Meticulous but  Not Hilarious

Yes Brain , you stuck to the Point
Writing is a god-gifted Talent
I am lyrically fit and Grammatically Fluent
Arrogant ? No  I can T Flaunt it 
Not **** and Bull Story
perhaps I Should Admit it
No It s A Reticence
Illuminated Through A Piece Of Writing
Yes Brain
You are the ideas machine
I m The Typing machine
Let s Leave A Message
Whether is read (Red) or Seen
Nevermind ,
I just wanna make my conscience clear
How ?

That s why #:
I Need Knowledge  Assistance
Then
I Ought to Get your  maintenance
To Make :
My writing resemble A magic
cool and Fantastic
Mysterious not Obvious
Meticulous but Not Hilarious

Tarek,
Let the Nightmarish memories Blow Off ,
Display Reliability just show it off ,
I know vengeance is intense
Reason of countable forgiveness and uncountable carelessness
icy Brains ,they Never Catch it for once or even twice
Domino's zone , You are just a  Dice !
Just Be kind
Keep Demons whispers behind
And God Shall willingly be in your side  
Theasurus Declared : Pride !
Wounded Heart man ! An Extraordinary Cut !
Heart is singing Bass legit
H---E---L---P ....H---E---A---L
B---u---m---p....F---E---E---L
How Can Rage be defeated against the Usage of my nut ?
It s Perfectly Hurt ,
Provided pain  by emotions Burglar: A Stupid extrovert
And i m isolated Beyond the hustle and bustle of Our World
Anxiety Siege in  my world type deserted hostel
Defined by one Word : Introvert

No more worries Tarek,
You ve become  Ethics Expert
You used to be Low-Headed
You are Now A Levelheaded Sensible Sport
19 Years Old
You proved them wrong
That You Can Handle responsibility'sword
That You deserve A Successful life as an Award
Because you are spiritually And definitely  Strong ,
Although Circumstances Dazzle And Baffle
You Were beware enough how To Prevent Shizzles
Because you were aware enough how to Knot Satisfaction needles
Pain is Now my roommate , my eyes apple
So ? Who is up for another pain Battle?

Let no man keep away what is rightfully his

At a loss for inspiration
Creativity crippled
Drained of motivation
Passion paralyzed
Spiraling depression the only thing thriving.
Still and quiet, the only thing she has the energy to move is pen to paper as she awakens muscles she didn’t realise she forgot she had. She drowned herself unknowingly.

A kind Word is a:
Tree with unlimited fruits,
Sun with its infinite sun shine,
Full moon with its abundant light,
Blue print to an inspiring life.

A kind word is
The 'angel of love' that can
Win the respect of an enemy,
Heal a broken soul,
And change someone’s life!

A kind word is
A tsunami, that can break
One hundred walls to reach the
Heart of a being, and fill it
With hope, love, and inspiration.

Hussein Dekmak

Happiness is lived in snatches
It dares you to steal a bite of hope
It pushes you to relish it.
And by the time you swallow
It will vanish.

Sitting, writing
Picturing a fantasized version of reality
Thinking if how it could be
Only if..
things were different

One year since I met him.
Six months since I saw him.
Three since I've spoken to him.
And finally I'm done.
Like polar bears lumbering
Over sand dunes I'm dried up.
I can't believe that he was a man
For whom I thought I could have
Written epics for.

I need new inspiration.
When your muse is fickle
As leaves on deciduous trees
One must find a new source
For the Mississippi.

I will take up crime, start small.
Jaywalking!
And write a limerick about the
Thrill of it.

I'll dance with more than one
Man in a night let them touch
But not keep. They cannot
Breach this beach it's mine.
I don't invite strangers into my
Bed, I take none of them home,
but somehow they're all a poem.
I don't want to be a writer
With pages of ex-lovers in
Her notebooks scrawled
Out in ink, like blood,
Like tears from a flood.
Cause I will pour out all
My words, my language is
Love, on the pages balled
Up in waste baskets hidden.
My heart beats to a rhythm
Too irregular a meter
For most to keep up.
I get it.

A muse is old news.
I can write it better
Than some hipster sweater
Wearing, never texting first,
Fall in and out of love headfirst
Kinda man.

But oh man, I'd love a man
With whom I would write
Perpetual sonnets.
Fill volumes with devotion
Not about one night but all
The nights that we fall asleep
Together knowing that tomorrow
Is another day I get to write about him.
And though nothing will be new
There will be something beautiful
About when the whiskey on his breath
Meets the coffee on mine.
We all have our vices,
The idea of love is mine.
Each kiss would taste like rhyme
A thief he'd steal my heart
A victimless crime.

Till then I will take new roads
Through yellow wood and
Envy the song of the nightingale,
Because I too know why the
Caged bird sings.
It rests in my chest, flutters,
And gets excited by others
Touch and false promises.
I promise this: I will wait love
But idle shall my pen never be.