Sign Vs Signal

When I thought I Found A sign It turned to be be a false signal

A Truth of A Lie

It is very hard to distinguish between the unbelievable truth & the unbelievable lie because we don't believe anyone of them ...

A bottle of Life

A 50 years old man purchased a 10 years aged bottle of wine.

Many times that man was about to open the bottle but just before doing the same he used to leave it as is telling himself : Let me leave this bottle to be aged more so that the wine will be tastier and tastier…let me leave it for a special occasion like my child wedding or the baptism of my grandson …. let me keep it beneath my bed waiting for the right moment to come…It did not come yet but it has to come

Years after years he kept imagining how good the wine will be inside that bottle how much happiness and joy it can give to the one who will drink it

His child got married and had his son baptized but the bottle was left closed…

The died without drinking the bottle and in order to respect his passion toward it his son decided to bury it with him.

The man did not drink his wine or even let anybody else do teaching us to know that the right moment might just be the one we live now.

Silent discussion

A Silent discussion cannot be heard neither by ears nor by souls...

A Thought

The Real Artists put off their religions and nationalities and become only Humans

Capitalism & Poor People

some poor people think that capitalism is good dreaming that its intent is to let them have the chance to have capitals, while its real intent is to keep them without capital ,in order to keep the poor poor and the rich rich

The Fifth Day-Dear Death

Dear Death

Today let us put love

on the love that died

Let us forgive the rose of longing

for its thorns which injured

let us roam the land of our insisters

sink in the earth

to touch the seed of the rose

whose leafs like mine

die outside its garden

Dear Death

Today life lives for our sorrow

our dead tears are its fuel

our beloved people leaving us as well

Dear Death

Today Let us roam the land of my kingdom

Let us go deep inside my sorrow

to touch the seed of the rose

whose leaves like mine

die outside its garden

Dear Death

Today let us glorify sorrow

dress it our tears

and kiss the forehead of the criminal

will such kisses make us alive?

Dear Death

Today let me stab myself

sink in my body

touch the bite of my heart

which is like me

dies in another body