Its Eid
And I soo wish
we Celebrated it together !

And finally

Here Arrives

Our Beloved

Ramadan

This Ramadan
Will I be in your Duas ??

Girls are
Not Gadgets !

O Mother's
Don't You Grieve

For a Moses Will Live

O Mother's
Don't You Weep

For a Moses will Rise


O Mother's
Don't You Wail

For Moses will Surely Win

We are just

friends

The Night of Power

The Night of the Decree

The Night of Peace

The Night when

Angel Gibrail

and many more angels

would visit the Earth

The Night Allah

will pick up His Pen

To write our

Destiny

The Night

that Scares me

The Night

that brings me hope

I am all ears

to what you want

to say

the good and the bad

. . . . . .

The world Serves me

all what you said

with Added Spices

. . . . . .

And I dislike

the taste of it

. . . . . .

Besides

the problem stays

And

the distance grows

. . . . .

you Start from a Zero

you Start as a Zero

PEACE

I am Not

a Sadist

But I would

be happy

If my absence hurts

And

If my silence ******

You

And Gaza Says," O the Sons of Adam
The people of Moses
The people of Muhammad
Stop Will You?

I feel the Tankers on my body
They are trampling me

I hear the Missiles
They pierce through My Soul

I see the tearful Widows
the cries of the children
Fear in the Eyes
the Funerals

I hear the pleas
I hear the screams
the cries for help
the prayers
the curses
the complaints to the Almighty


Blood is Smeared on to My Face
Human blood- a Precious blood
The blood of Adam

I am ploughed
often daily
to bury the lifeless
the young
the old
the men
the women
the infants

I see debris,destruction
devastation
the helplessness

I feel the hatred
in your hearts
your words
translated through your actions

I wonder
Why are the innocents paying the price
of this War?

O Sons of Adam
O the Sons of Abraham
Don't Forget
O You the People of Moses
O You the People of Jesus
O You the People of Muhammad
Your Lord
Your God
is but One

Fear Him

He hates Oppression

Did you all
forget
the Fate of the Pharaoh?

the Worst of the Oppressors."

( Peace be Upon All the Prophets)

I

wish

Men

had

Names

too

Do my efforts of coming closer


go unnoticed ?

Someday I'll be all

Dust

I wont bother you

then God. . .

Bear me

Till I breathe

my Last

He said that

the Chemistry Fizzed

And I wonder

If its my Biology !

like parallel lines

we stand

a few steps apart

moving

not facing each other

we know

its impossible

to meet

but

still possible to

be together