Stupid Heart

O, stupid heart, what did you do?

What did you lose her for?

You’ll never see, you’ve never seen

A heart like hers before!

The Far Is Near

The Far is near

The Near is here

The Here is fear

The Fear is dear

The Dear is tear

The Tear is far

The Far is near

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~ Basma Addeq

ليه يا بلد

كل اللي حيلتي دموع
اكتر مافيكي يا بلد
على طفل مات مظلوم
ليه بس كان اتولد  !

حلمها كان شعر ضفاير
وحلمه كان عربية

I Have No Place

December, March or May

Evening, dusk or dawn

I have no place to stay

'cause every place is gone;

And all I have is none.

Diaries of a Camper - Fourth Day

It's been four days already, and I'm enjoying camping so much - but more importantly, surviving it.

Life is kind of calmer, without all the Facebook and Twitter noise. Don't get me wrong, I love that noise, but this camp is giving me the chance to take some time out... sort of.

I'm catching up on my reading. Amira suggested me some good books to read. We are having such a good time.

Every day, I wake up with the break of morning. I love the sounds of morning; birds are singing - and that's all. It seems like no one else is there - just the birds and I. And yes, some birds are too squeaky, but still make me feel connected and ... alive.

Today, I'm gonna continue clearing all the clutter in my mind. What will you do?