الاثنين، سبتمبر 25، 2006

The white flower

“What if you slept,
And what if in your sleep,
You dreamed,

And what if in your dream,
You went to heaven,

And there, plucked a strange and beautiful flower,
And what if,
When you woke,
You had that flower in you hand!
Ah, what then?” *

Today, as I was moving around my room, suddenly, my eyes fell on a white flower! Yes, I found a flower in my room, & I don’t know where it came from. I asked everbody in the house! Nobody knows anything about it! I was scared! Yes, it’s flattering for a girl to get a flower, but it’s always scary! It’s always frightening to feel that love is approaching, to feel that it’s coming from somewhere you don’t know, from someone u don’t know! I have it now, & I don’t know to whom it belongs, & what to do with it! I have love. I have a symbol of love, & I don’t know what to do with it!
* The thanks for the quote go to lastu-adri . She sent it to me when I told her about the incident. The photo attached is for the flower I have found. It is originally white, but it seems it chose to put on different looks when it was being shot! Can't blame it! Who doesn't?! If anyone can identify it as his/hers, you’re most welcome to claim it!

الجمعة، سبتمبر 22، 2006

Will you miss me?

Will you miss the soul with which you shared every breath you have taken? Will you miss the sound of the cheerful, spontaneous laugh, which flew around you? Will you miss the face that blushed, when you tried to flirt? Will you miss the tango melody that you have always hoped for meeting?



When I fly away like a scared bird, or run away like a hurt lion, when I lie down like a dead child, or fade away like a setting sun, when my face looks down, like a withering flower, and turn my burdened back to go, when I leave your life, when I disappear, will you miss me?

Will you wish for a chance to apologize?

*Tell me dear, Are You Lonesome Tonight?
Do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray,
To a bright summer day,
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Do you gaze at your doorstep,
And picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain,
Shall I come back again?
Tell me, dear, Are You Lonesome Tonight?

I wonder if you are lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the world's a stage.
And we each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love, with you as my sweet heart.
Act one was when we met, I loved you at first glance.
You read your lines so cleverly and never missed a cue.
Then came act 2, you seemed to change,
You acted strange.
And why I'll never known.
Honey, you lied when you said you loved me.
And I had no cause to doubt you.
Now the stage is bare,
And I'm standing there,
With emptiness all around.
Tell me dear, Are You Lonesome Tonight?

* Edited Song “Are You Lonesome Tonight?” by Elvis Presley

السبت، سبتمبر 16، 2006

أجمل صورة


أجمل صورة

أيه أجمل صورة أتخدتلك؟
وأنت صغير ولاّ كبير؟
و أنت فرحان و لاّ زعلان؟
و أنت مكشر و لا بتضحك؟
و أنت مكسوف و لاّ جرئ
و أنت قوي و لاّ ضعيف؟
و أنت قريب و لاّ بعيد؟
أجمل صورة أتخدتلك و أنت بتفكر في أيه؟
و أنت بتفكر في مين؟
أجمل صورة أتخدتلك و أنت أيه؟
و أنت مين؟

الثلاثاء، سبتمبر 12، 2006

شرقيون نحن


شرقيون نحن

يا صديقي.. نحن الشرقيون
رجالنا رجال
و نساؤنا... رجال
يا عزيزي نحن الشرقيون
لا نهون

شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون ديّنون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون مؤمنون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون يصمدون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون يعرفون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يبكون

* * *

شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يضعفون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يتألمون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون يصبرون
صابرون نحن و الصابرون.. يصبرون

* * *

شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يتمردون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يثورون
ثائرون نحن.. و الثائرون يهدءون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون هادئون

يا صديقي لقد تعبت!!

شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يبكون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يضعفون
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون لا يتمردون
يا صديقي..
شرقيون نحن.. و الشرقيون مكبّلون
مكبّلون نحن.. و المكبّلون يموتون

الخميس، سبتمبر 07، 2006

Before It's Too Late!

P.S. To all those who fear life; who fear living, or have a life that is lacking liveliness, or are postponing the life changing decisions till it's too late to live, Wake up!
Before it's Too Late

Before it’s too late
To love or to hate
I do consolidate
To attack my fate

I used to withdraw
To a corner I draw
Where my heart is safe..
In a dark secret cave.

But now..
Before it’s too late
With fear that’s so great..
I’m opening my gate.

الأحد، سبتمبر 03، 2006

الدمع السخين

الدمع السخين

أعبدك بالقلب السليم
أناديك بالصوت الرخيم
أناجيك بالدمع السخين
يا كريم يا رحيم
شوقي قديم
تسبيحي نسيم
يا رحمن يا رحيم أناجيك .. بالدمع السخين