From my happy dream you wake me up
To discover that I was living in an illusion
At that moment I lost my soul, my felling,  and my faith
I was waiting for a fabulous end.
Yet like a star that was waiting for the to come and  when it did that star was slowly  dying

The War killed our children
Though destroyed our houses
Homeless we are!
We live in our  Motherland
Now our Motherland lives within us
They destroyed our happiness
Invalided our houses
Killed our calmness
In the promised land
We become storangers in our land
They said, it's their country!
How and they didn't have any country!
They came from different lands
Settled  our lands!
They now call it homeland!
They didn't have any background
Strangers in our land !
There was a child in this land
Homeless he becomes
All his family died
Now, their spirits live there!
There was once a thief
Entered our land!
This thief stole our  this land !
He called it Canaan !

I see ghost hunting my brain
I am lost,
Between the double,
There where  lives the Devil .
Hidden in that room- the mind-,
Some voices are calling;
They want to purify the sinful soul,
They want to ****  the damaged soul
Take it off from this  fool

Let the rain falls,
kicks my pain,
Washes my sins,
reaches my aim,
Drugs my brain

My life is painted grey
Like the world in The Picture of Dorian Gray  
No colours; it's rather dry
I hope it will be turned happy one day  
from that, I discover that wishes can make my life  beautiful like the sky
Which  make me try to keep my dreams away from fly

We need a reward for living in this world
We need a praise for being raise
We need a dream, we are not a cream
We need a solution to avoid this illusion

My pen becomes dry  
My heart is empty
my feelings are cold
clouds are everywhere  
Rain is in my heart  
lays down
My eyes are open, I can't see  
Pain is there, I can't feel
Empty  
Empty
That is all

طبع الحزن على قلبي و تملكه
كأنه الموت من كل صوب يتخطفه
جردت من كل إحساس، ما  عاد القلب يهواه
و ما عادت النفس ترجو لقياه
كانه جهنم الكل يخشاه
صار غريبا كما كان في أول لقياه
رحم الله قلبا في الغيب حفظه و وزكاه
و دعا أن تكون الجنة مثواه

I believe that what's coming is better, I'll never lose hope
The light of the morn will light one day with you or without you.

One day, someone will bandage my wounds, and if no one do
I'll bandage my injuries myself

I still believe in myself
In my desire to fly
To try
To be
That's the strong me
With you or without you

The noon's greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail.

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name-- her name-
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame

#Edgar Allan Poe

The tears pour from her eyes
As if the rain pours from the sky
To quench her  dry hair (poetry)
To heal her heart
To fix her hair
To purify her from the emptiness that hunted her eye

She is lonely who cares

She is dying who knows
She is lonely who cares

Either he knows or he  cares
Nothing goes

تمضي الأيام كأنها الاحلام
تمضي مسرعة و تقطف منا كأنها الأنام
ليتها مضت بلا قسوة وربطت على قلوبنا و كانت هي المعمار
ليتنا أدركنا قيمة الأيام و قيمة الاحلام
لا الأيام وجدت لولا الاحلام
و لا الاحلام حققت بدون الأيام  
هما مثل انعكاس السماء في البحر
لولا السماء ما زين البحر بالازرق الفتان
و لولا البحر ما انعكست السماء و لمست قلوب الإنسان

They dyed the earth with their pure blood,
They watered it until the watering reached its end,
They crafted glory with their steadfast hands,
They sacrificed themselves for the sake of life.

O martyrs of the noble homeland,
We will never forget you in every moment,
One day, Al-Aqsa will return,
And victory banners will flutter above it.

We will march as soldiers, watering the land with our blood,
And raise the banner of justice in every field,
We will not submit to injustice, we will not bend,
We will write history with our blood.

Our land, we will not abandon, no matter how time may pass,
Our strength lies in our unity and determination,
We will achieve the dream, and restore glory to our homelands,
With our faith and sincerity of intentions,
We will live in freedom and shape the future with our hands.

Free Palestine! We will prevail,
And revive hope in every heart,
Until the sun rises every day,
And life returns in all its splendor and radiance.
death for the colonizer
Survival for Palestine

t's  time for  sunrise but my heart is still not alive  
I'm walking in the street like a lively ghost
New birth is coming but I'm waiting; waiting for death  
Nothing changes, I  can't see nothing but the end
It's a fact- I hate this meaningless life -
Death is not bad
You must accept this fact

The hours we have passed together, endless they are
The days  we have lived together, precious they are
The memories we have made together, immortal they are

The moon lights when I see you
The stars sing a sing of love
I dance with the melody of love

He was so near to me
Now, he's walking through the stars  
Leaving a big dreamer waiting for him
Walking, cycling, then flying  


Stop walking, I wanna be with you
Stop walking, distance is killing me  
I'm waiting for the end of your trip
Away from home -that is Me -

We are in a different path
Like sadness and happiness
Like life and death
We will never meet But in dreams
like angles and devils
The separated  twin
Like hell and heaven
We will never be a twin

When city goes silent
Sadness in my heart gets violent

Sad and suicide. Both of them end with the " D" sound which  created a tune of death inside my head
D for
Down
Death
Dead
Destroy
Demolish
damage
Then disappear

It's a  maze  
I'm daze
The  agony of death
The smell  of blood, I can hear  it
Everywhere, loneliness snaps my inner peace
Then,
Sadness scribbles  slowly my sanity  
A felling  of strangeness  tickles  my heart's strings
Plays a sad song,
Creating  a beautiful melody:
"Depression  and Death "
"Sadness and Suicide "