Scattered whispers

never trust the beginnings
true and real words are said at the endings
#scattered_whispers

I Love You,i love you,i love you ..................etc
its nice to listen to but its unique when actions talk through
#scattered_whispers

promises,promises,promises.............forever&ever
give you a temporary warmth &then cold when its broken
so always wait and see,never directly believe
its better to be cold then feeling warm than to be frozen after a deep warmth
#scattered_whispers


together forever..............
"together forever"is a box where both are takers & both are givers
it can`t be from one side cos at that moment "together" will disappear
together will never be gathered ,will only be scattered
#scattered_whispers



conversations should be from both sides&decisions as well
don`t listen to the well said words wait and see, just wait and see
#scattered_whispers


can`t wait to be together.........
can make you happy at the current moment
but later it would all disappear so again just wait and see
#scattered_whispers


don`t be that happy with flower given to you
sometimes its a flower in-front of you and a knife from your back
#scattered_whispers


don`t trust easily especially the words
let the actions talk louder&gain your trust
#scattered_whispers


its ok to fight for something you believe in &feel its right
but when you fight alone,its others` problem not your own
#scattered_whispers


never put expectations on anyone
cos people do change badly
and all you can take are some disappointments
#scattered_whispers


Some people aren`t as they seem
want to really know them well
simply put them into action
sit down and watch
you will be really surprised
#scattered_whispers


some people try to gain your trust
others try to re-gain your trust
while another gain&re-gain&lose your trust
that`s life
#scattered_whispers


when someone really loves you
they prove it to you without asking them to
#scattered_whispers


#scattered_whispers  inside me
trying to find a way out
life is not that idealistic like we think it is
but not everyone is evil
not everyone is true
just don`t trust easily
let the actions speak than words
don`t run towards people
sometimes they build an invisible wall
so you  get badly hurt while you running through
just wait&see,walk slowly towards thee
its better to be patient than to be a patient
its never easy,its always hard
but its yourself that you have got
so you never loose you simply came to life to learn

بحر الحياة

بحر الحياة.............

بحر الحياة غدار و احنا لفين رايحيين

شايل معاه اسرار و احنا معاه ماشيين

ايام تفوت و تروح واحنا ولا حاسيين

احلام تعيش وتموت يا قلوبنا يا خايفيين

>>>>وقعدت اسمع منير كتيير كتيير

فضلت اعيد و ازيد فيها

يمكن عشان هو ده اللى انا عايشه فيه

بحر الحياة ....بحر الحياة......ياه ياه

الحياة ياما فيها و فيها 

بس احنا اللى خايفيين نجاريها

الواحد بيعيش بيحاول يعرف هو فين فيها

بيفضل يدور على نفسه اللى تايها وسط ضواحيها

يروح من محطة للتانية يقابل فيها و فيها

فيها وشوش بتضحك و وشوش حزينة

 قلوب صافية و قلوب القسوة فيها

تقابل ده و تسمع لده تصدق ده و تنخدع فى ده

قلبك يحس بامان و يفتكر ان اللى قدامه انسان

يبتدى يغنى كمان و كمان

اصله كان حاسس انه ان الاوان يعزف لحنه اللى مخبيه من زمان

و يبتدى يغنى و يقول و يقول

كان فاكر ان لحنه حيتسمع و فى القلب التانى حيتشال

بس طلع غلطان و لحنه لا اتسمع و لا اتغنى لكنه اتهان

فجأة حس انه مش قادر يكمل و محتاج يرتاح

قعد مع نفسه يحاول يجمع هو ازاى مخدش باله

ان الصوت التانى اللى كان بيغنى معاه هو صدى صوته

ياه ياه على بحر الحياة

بنقابل ناس و ناس

ناس الكلمة عندها عهد

وناس الكلمة عندها ابعد ما يكون من الوعد

كلمة "بحبك" وعد كلمة "مع بعض على الوعد" عهد

ازاى جرح القلوب مش محسوب

ازاى الوعود كلها كلام فاضى مش معقول

ياه ياه على بحر الحياة

الواحد يفضل يحلم و يحلم 

واول مايبقى الحلم حقيقة يطلع كله سراب

يفضل يسأل نفسه مليون سؤال من غير جواب

جواه بركان لا بينطفى و لا بيتشال

اصله مكانش فاكر ان بحر الحياة عالى اوى كده

كان فاكر ان الدنيا ابسط من كده

بس الدنيا علمته و فهمته غلطته

غلطته انه صدق و امن و غنى من قلبه بكل اللى حاسه

ليه مفضلش ساكت و خبى اللى جواه حتى عن نفسه

ماهو ده البنى ادم بيعيش حلم و اول مايقرب و يبقى حقيقة

تييجى الدنيا و بحرها الكبير و يتوه هو ويسلم للمصير 

What had she done wrong?

what had she done wrong?
that question will be haunting her for a while
 till her heart and mind meet at one point
but until this happens,she will keep asking herself that question,
onetime blaming herself for being fool that she believed in his words for too long
 and another telling herself may be one moment he meant what he said,
she was trying to find any excuse for him so as not to see herself being this blind,
she simply forgot that to care is not only to say
 but to act in a way that make her feel safe and well appreciated
 make every wonder inside her take her slowly to a safe shore
 not to be left to rough winds pulling her madly on her face ,that she cant find her balance
 she felt shes drifted away that she can no longer sway
everything collapsing around her
as everything in the dreamy zone is possible and reality have no place there
once her feet touched the ground everything started to talk out loud
she started to see what she was trying hard not to
she started to gather all the lines together
she started to read out loud so her heart and mind would listen together
she started to gather herself and see the ugly truth
The truth that many people would travel miles so as not to face it
The truth  that many would choose to be blind than seeing it
The truth that make actions speak louder than words
she started slowly to look back and realize 
that not everything said is really meant
and if its meant this doesn't mean that it will be done
she started holding to this truth
telling herself that she may meet many , cherish few and believe rare
that not everyone care would do so much to cherish such share
So......
         Here she is, realizing thee

it`s always ourselves we find in the sea

Today my eyes met such quote and immediately captured my mind and soul
as i do believe in that so much
no matter how lost I can be
the sea always gather the aches of"me"
and repair me slowly with every whisper he whispers to me
there,only there i feel im taken care of
there,only there i feel my silent shout is heard
there,only there my heart can scream
there,only there my eyes can drop all the tears that has been hidden deep inside me
there,only there i feel im loved
there,only there i feel im not alone
the sea has always been there for me for real
at such life you meet who keep saying we are there for you,we are around while the fact is
they aren`t really around,can`t really feel you nor be there for you
they only spread their words but not their actions
cos simply they dont know you like sea does
they dont know how they can act towards you
how can they try to cure you and be really around
if you count the words and real actions in your life
you would have dozens of words and very few actions
thats life,you meet many and cherish few
so its better to stop blaming people cos they won`t even understand the blame
you simply blame yourself for expecting at the first place
this is life,its not your fairy-tale and if you wanna live your fairy-tale simply don`t share
you were wrong letting people listening to some of your melodies
as they won`t understand its meaning,so play it but for noone but yourself
don`t do the effort for explaining cos they won`t understand and your soul will be the only one complaining
whenever you feel lonely ,just drop everything and run towards the sea
and you gonna feel complete,there you may sway with every melody of your heart beat
my beloved sea,thanks for being there for me

searching for someone called "me"

strange feeling controlling me when i came back to my place in here

actually not just one feeling,many and many

in here i feel myself,i feel the things i miss at real life

in here i feel i can see the real" me"

as in real life i can see only my mirage

my"me"used to be inisde "me"&with "me"

i somehow lost her at real life

don`t know how i let this happened

but it just happened

in real life,im feeling lost,lonely,sad,down,choked

cant even listen to myself

may be cos of the many echos around " me"

may be iam crazy,cos both are the same"me"

but real life was so hard

that it separated them apart

back to writing is a way to get her back to" me"

its all trials may be it would work,may be not

but in all cases its" me" with "me"

so the trial wont include others

so it worth the try,cos its " me" im searching for in here

you&I

sitting all alone,thinking killing me&silence drifting me far away from everthing i know&everything inside, sometimes life becomes an evil monster that destroys every plant that you have been planting for years,all i wish now is to still be having the seeds,sometimes you feel you standing alone on your own, i used to get afraid of such moment till i knew its the best thing to do,go far away and be with yourself, cos any silent shout is never replied nor heard i realized that being abandoned is much better than being surrounded by many and still you feel lonely and they never meet your expectations, at such life to live happily is to expect none , cos when ppl dont meet your expectations you feel so bad, really bad,i wish i didnt have to stand alone but life taught me that i have to, nomatter how im dying deep inside,nomatter how my soul is bleeding i have to,im the victim and im the healer,thats how it shall be, i never thought that oneday i would write that way but i have no other way i miss my dreamy moments i miss myself i miss my soul when it sway i miss everything that has been planted deep in my way when i didnt plan for a kidnapping moment, i found my feet taking me to my beloved sea at one of the places that have been captured in a pic that i still carry,i found mysoul listening to an old song saying you&i,like a ship forever sailling,thats you&me my beloved sea,i miss you&i miss me

صورة / a picture

this was the first time for me to write in my own language,never tried after this one,i will try to translate it for my friends who don`t know Arabic :)



مرة كده من المرات اللى انا قعدة فيها انا و انا....كنت بقلب فى الصور اللى عندى
مكنتش صور لحد معين ........كانت صور طبيعية و صور تخليك تحلم و تروح لبعيد....بعيد اوى
افتكرت ساعتها طلب اطلب منى مرة و هو انى اسيب عينى تروح لأى صورة منهم و اسيب احساسى يتكلم
ممممممممم على قد منا بحب احساسى ياخدنى بعيد بس المرة دى كانت غير كل مرة....للحظة...
للحظة حسيت انى مش قدرة اروح هناك....كان فيه حاجة مسكانى
لقيت صوت من جوايا اول مرة أسمعه...بيقولى ....صورة؟
الصورة دى حبة الوان مع بعض.....و اللى
و اللى بيخلي الصورة تتكلم مش اللى جواها اكتر من احساسنا نفسه
احساسنا اللى مش قدرين نحسه فى الحياة.....فكل مرة عينينا تشوف صورة
احساسنا يسبنا و يطلع من جوانا و يجرى على الصورة يحاول يعيش و لو للحظة
قبل مناخده و نرجعه تانى جوانا و يفضل حزين سجين بين ضلوعنا


translation

onetime of the times i was sitting me with me
i was checking the pictures i captured
werent pictures for specific outing
just some pictures for nature that would take you so far away
i remembered when i was asked once to let my eyes surrender to any picture of them
and let go of my feeling to speak out loud
for a moment i felt i cant go there,something was holding me back
there comes a voice from deep inside me asking me.......picture?
the voice continued telling me : "the pictures is a collection of colors gathering together,
   and what makes it talk not its colors more than our feeling we feel towards it
the feeling that we cant feel in reality so everytime our eyes fall on the picture
our feeling leaves us and run so fast towards the picture trying to live there even for Only a moment
before we capture and take it back to live as a sad prisoner deep inside us