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• Bed of Roses

  November 21, 2008

  • Hello,
    People say it is a lovely morning
    Winter is here
    But so is the Sun today
    I picked white roses
    To share my morning prayers.
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• The Secret Lover

  November 16, 2008

  • The Secret Lover
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• Music

  November 16, 2008

  • Come hither, seekers, questions remain unanswered..

    Feed me music... this world numbs my soul..

    Rhythm, Chaos has been feeding on me..

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• we live in a really hateful world

  September 26, 2008

  • We live in a really hateful world,

    Priests and Sheikhs lashing out at each other and are torn apart from within,

    And in the process, God is sworn at instead of sworn by,

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• the butterfly

  September 22, 2008

  • Is there any hope for a butterfly,

    Away from excited, hormone-induced teenagers raising a bonfire?

    Or from a hypocritical, grey praying mantis?

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• waltz with sunflowers

  September 9, 2008

  • the first time i sit in the passenger seat, and with no stress in the house, on a trip back to the city of Cairo.

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• the road to sharm el-sheikh

  August 31, 2008

  • it was as if we were driving into the raining clouds, seeing nothing, hearing nothing but the shooting, heavy drops of heavenly water.

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• The lying dew

  August 27, 2008

  • i cannot breathe properly, humidty is too high that i feel i am going to grow gills... in fact this is the least of my troubles...

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• man o'peace

  August 15, 2008

  • ....and by the way, "friends", i am alive,

    so catch up with me before i leave,

    it could be soon,

    it could be now,

    yes, you'd be sorry i know..

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• cats and dogs (egypt)

  August 11, 2008

  • i don't know the specific reason why i feel so conscientious about how much cash i consume these days.. l'argent, people, is occuping every single tiny aspect of our lives...

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• what is to be said (originally written in arabic)

  August 9, 2008

  • what is to be said? people forsake, ignore,  matter suffocates, in a serious attempt to take away my life..

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• night hallucinations

  August 6, 2008

  • locked up in a yellow room, on my own accord, i do everything i like, and everything i hate, so it is a combination of self-appreciation and self-detest.

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• sleepless lady

  August 5, 2008

  • it is not only about a red-haired lady who doesn't sleep well...

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• river maid

  August 1, 2008

  • Yesterday,
    All my troubles seemed so far away,
    Now it looks as though they're here to stay,
    Oh, I believe in yesterday.
    Suddenly,

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• dawn hallucinations (pleasure from pain)

  July 27, 2008

  • pleasure from pain
    why do they cry?? because they are weak..
    sometimes life is too much to take,
    but a living body against mine
    no, you, are a pervert
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