Lost between words

Doing everything that I believe in,going by the rules that I have been taught.More understanding of what is around me and protected from the walls of love....All that you see is me and all I truley believe....that I was born to try,I have learned to love,be understanding and believe in life,but you have to make choices be wrong or right.Sometimes you got to sacrifice the thing you like.But I was born... [read more]

It is so funny how humanbeing thinks,there is always a question,or I may say questions ,that we cannot find an answer to.I just try to imagine what other people think while they are silent.I can spend alot of my time just to look at those people and guess what they are thinking of,I find it an interesting thing to do,eventhough I know that no matter what I will never know the right answer to what I... [read more]

الليلة احساسي غريب,عاشق و أنا مالي حبيب  [read more]

I just cannot stop thinking about itIt makes me somehow sadI cannot stand the thought of losing someone dearand not only for a period of time with a hope that one day some where u can meet him...What I mean is forever....when u wake up the next morning after they are gone,and you start to recall all the days you had,but they are no more with you,especially if they lived under the same roof you did... [read more]

There are times when we cannot tell whether we are happy or sad...We cannot tell what we want and what we need...We bacome so week and cannot control our life no more...It is so weired when we start thinking about things that will never happenand what make it worse we already believe that it will not.We sometimes hesitate to face the reality because we feel more safein the dreams we build.  [read more]

Whenever I hear your name i feel depressed and sadnot because i came to hate you,but because I know that I cannot be with you,and youare not mine anymore!!  [read more]

تحترق سعادة الفرح في نار بركانه الحزنو يمر على جسور الأيام حب طواه الفراقيغرق في بحار عنوانها النسيانو يمر في ليل تائه في السرابيشرب من كؤوس الحزن و يتذوق مرارة الثماريقص حكايا و يروي أساطيرو يفتش في قبور الموتى عن شئ لم يكن و ليس له وجوديقول كلمات تنتمي الى عقول المجانينو يتأمل سفينة تبحر في عروق الجسدكالدم المتدفق من قلب مكسوريسيطر على أحلام تبنيها ذكريات الماضيفتتحول الى رماد بعد أن اشتعل فيها نيران... [read more]

I used to burn in his flame.I used to shiver from hearing his name.I used to day dream when he wasn't around.Our simple love was so compound,however paradise ended on a June day.Before I knew it he had gone away.He flew from my hands like a white dove,but he once told me I was his truelove.He stole my heart and lit my flame.I'd sell my soul for such passion again.I have grown cold since he left me... [read more]