Midnight

إلهى
أتوسل إليك
ارسل لى من يحتوى هذا الجسد اليابس
المتشقق
الذى يمرر الروح فى تمهل ممل
ليقتل كل ما يكونها
فى انتظار موحش
لبعثٍ
أو مماتٍ أعمق

Co- Feeling!

You insist that you never wanted me in any other way and I believe you.
You never thought of me in that light and I never thought I could believe.
Without proof, further investigation, further negotiation. Without words.
I believe you. I do.
Even when you are distant, even when I am loud and vague.

The Beatles. Local Bands. Long walks. Book-talks. Red. Dark Stair ways. New. Sea. Night. Words. Songs. No friends. No interventions. No stories to tell. Firsts. Rebels. Silences. Laughter. Childhood stories. Imagination. Anything to eat. Selective taste in food. Clothes. No clothes. Who was who. Dates. Cold feet. Hold your hand. Shock. Insight. God. Existance. Agnostic. Liberal. Conservative. Judgmental.Radical. Apathetic. Khalil Gibran. Instrumental. MUN. Poetry from your lips. Nothingness. Unity. Light. Absolute truth. Belief...

دون مبرر

و تخشى فنائى
لكونه
يعيدك
إلى فنائك من قبلى
لفراغ روحك
و تملل الملل منها
فأنا من اعطتك خلودك
فلا كون لك بعدى

هى التى إستمع اليها عندما خلق الاشياء

تأكد انى كنت استمع إليها
و أنى لا أطيق إنتظارك أكثر من ذلك
تأكد أن أنفاسك تلاحقنى
حتى فى موتى
الذى آتٍ آت
فلتثور على الحياه مثلى
و تأتى إلىِِ
فأنت آتٍ آت

An Attempt

لو كان لربى صورة لأودعتها حافظتى
لعلقتها فوق مضجعى
لحفظتها بجانب اسرارى
لمنعت عنها كل عبث

Monday List

1.Sign that Petition.
2.Send your car/laptop/whatever thing that has been bothering you for ages to get fixed.
3. Show-up at that place where you are the Rock Star.
4. Spend time with the friend who's leaving (Wessam).
5. Start reading a new book.
6. Shape that hair.
7. Find him, and hug him and let out that sigh of relief.

Just to Catch a Flame...

I didn't take the day off. I am reporting for home. But then again I didn't have to drive all the way to down town or pay 10 pounds for parking my car.
I haven't been able to concentrate enough to read or write or research.
I wake up everyday.....well....not wanting to wake up.
There's that memory that persists. It makes everything else seem not enough.
That mold you are pored into isn't the end, it is a mean. How about different means, how about different plans and different needs.
Can one night on the sea shore make you less of a materialistic pig and more of a soul?
Please realize how insignificant we are.
We are just a moment in time.
No one cares what we do and where we've been.
and in that I find the biggest relief.
I find a different version of what makes me happy.
You make me peaceful ( I know how shocking that might sound)
You are you.
I am me.
It makes perfect sense.
Am i jinxing it?

You pump music thought my veins.
You float and I dwell around you in hopes of catching your scent or your tone of voice.
It's your heaven I believe in.
It's our Utopia
And I wouldn't dare to think of something outside that phase am in.
You are whole.
I am whole.
We don't leave spaces to be filled.

Something- The Beatles.