American justice..

Look..
O people..
and all nations of America..
look and consider..
what your president did..
and still do..
and what your weapons did..
and how it ****..
the people of Palestine..

Look at your administration..
the great country..
as you think..
and democratic councils..
Is this really..
your approach..
the democracy..
Or barbarism..
is it your lifestyle..
is this..
your justice..
Truly a people..
unarmed..
by your weapons..
killed..
the children..
of Palestine..

be ashamed..
to yourselves..

shame on you..

hazem al ..

Windows of longing...!

what enough you ,...
to tell you..
to satisfy...
your desires...
is it , to tell...
i miss you...
no , it not enough...

what enough you...
to tell...
i love you!...
or ,...
i adore you...
even it's not enough...
not enough you , nor me...
because i do melt...
with longing for you...
and wandering...
with so deep love about you...
and i do live my life...
only,...
just to love you...
while i'm adoring you...
with every seconds...
while you are...
so close to me...
to take away...
my all breathes...
while i kiss you...

hazem al...

Love and adoring...

The difference between love...
and the adore of the soul...
is much great...
love can be forgotten over time...
it remains a sweet memory...
that we remember from time to time...
but adoring the soul is difficult else...
it's the soul's imprint...
that impossible to leave your heart...
not by distance...
nor by anger...
or by separation...
it will remain and last...
into your heart...
until the last day of your life...
day by day...

hazem al...

coffee's lips...

Oh my coffee...
let me ride my lips, my love...
on the beauty of your lips...
as I put my coffee's ***...
on fire...
every morning...
to make from our lips...
and from the mixture of our nectar...
the most sweet tasty honey...
for this morning...
to boiling together...
as like water and coffee...
for the best coffee every morning...
made by our lips...

come sweet lady mine...
let's make love...
by lips...

Good morning...

oh the flavor of my coffee...

Hazem al...

Wake up ...

pick up ...
your feelings ...
sweetheart ...
let it be ...
as an ink ...
to flow ..
into your pen ...
to write ...
the poetic lines ...
about me ...
and about the heart ...
and it's weakness ...
about the memories ...
that lives ...
with nostalgia ...
inside ...
the imaginations ...
and your soul ...
to write ...
what you feel ...
about me ...
as i do feel for you ...

pick up ...
your pen ...
sweetheart ...
don't give up ...
and write ...
and be sure ...
there is a bright light ...
for the love ...
that we hold together ...
inside ...

hazem al ..

A wink ...

I gave her ..
from a far away ..
a wink ..
with a soft smile ..
for the beauty ..
with femininity charms ..
she has ..
forced me ..
to wink her ..
and forced my eyes ..
to dive into imagination ..
because of her eyes ..
to make pens ..
bow down ..
to kiss pages ..
to talk honestly ..
with out hesitate ..
about the pleasure of the heart ..
because of ..
the pleasure of her looks ..
and how she looks like ..

So, ..
my pen writes ..
shamelessly ..
and my eyes ..
follow her ..
exposed ..
with a wink ..
asking her ..
for a date ..

hazem al ...