Padlocked.

There's a lock...on every cell in her body.
Just made sure it's intact . sealed nothing goes out
and nothing comes in.
The door is bricked to the ceiling
and there's no space for the air through the hole
To sneak in and view the writings on the well walls
and what's the use!...
no body understands anyways!

Beneath the almond tree, i blossomed

& what is it that navigates you to find hidden treasures?
The sudden love bond that captivates you
When you lay your eyes on them...
Some words written anonymously.
Unsigned painting on the wall
A dusty book with no covers..
A mysterious totem , a piece of crafted art
What is it that draws you towards the,
Unlabeled & the untitled...  the mysterious & the obscure 
& it catches you by surprise to find,
They are exactly what you're looking for
& as if the whole world conspires them to find you
AS much as well they find you!

The here and now!

This is my happiest moment or even my saddest
No matter what it is
I shall never let it go
These grain of sand are all that i have
But this very breath i am taking is enough for me
This spot, where i stamp my two feet 
Is the best i can ever be, at this very moment
I appreciate it, I enjoy it, I cherish it
and "NOW" is a treasure, a present
in which i rather seize it than control ,it
Now...this moment, this place
is the clay for tomorrows sculpture
it's how i shape it inside my head
From this moment forward
I am not looking for acceptance
Not even will i try to correct what others see in me
It's my own existence, it belongs to me alone
I, am not going to change the way others think or see of me
You see me the way u want to see me,
but that wont change the way i am
or who i am... and that i also cherish, with it's bads before the goods..
from this moment forward , i embracing it.
This beat inside my chest..a dancing beat or a mourning one
either way I'm making the best of it
and here and now i wont let it go!

Tangled

Tangled!

Wish my head stop connecting so many dots

Like a long pathway with so many doors & so many locks 

There’s an ink-pot of every situation

Is what i see real or is it my hyper imagination

It could be a dear no or is it a lion

It could be a tear no it’s probably a smile

Vagueness, doubt , confusion and fear

Strike me like thunder and then disappear

Wishful-thinking, hopes, truth & clarity, 

They come so close & collide perfectly! 

flashes of light and dimness of a cave

i become very fearful yet very brave

there’s an invisible border between paranoia and cautiousness 

& i’m standing with one foot on each side!

I get lost in a blurry place inside my mind. 

theres so many chords and so many wires

tangling like a perfect maze i so much despise and admire

Michael Jackson - The Earth Song

On Humanity- & if i weren't an Egyptian!

Fortune cookie!... lets start it from here, lets start the whole idea on that day when i opened a fortune cookie one weak before anything happened!. As i  read those words on a little piece of paper and it said,  "Circumstances don't make a man, they only reveal himself to himself".
Puzzled a little but i then kept thinking about people who made difference in the world, shaped by hard challenging circumstances at one critical chapter of their lives that led them one way or the other to be who they are. True!, but to think of the motive that would push an ordinary individual to be a great man ia always something inside them provoced by what's around them. the equivalent force deep within them worked in the opposing direction. what was that force? their will, their true self, their true material, what they are made of!.

That might be a long introduction to my main point nevertheless not far apart of what is meant to say!.
EGYPT!, that's where i come from, and to tell you the truth i have always been proud of it but as i speak now, as am gonna say this  with full awareness , meaning what i say with all my heart and soul what once  Mustafa Kamel (a great political figure in the 1800's)  said.  "If I weren't an Egyptian, I would have wished to be an Egyptian".

Yes! i mean it.
Revolution,  the call for freedom! sacrificing far and beyond for one man's land, for justice, for freedom of oppression, for others to live in peace and liberty!
I'm pretty sure you must have watched it in the news, chaos, opression! &...as devastating as the current conditions of the Egyptians are as honorable to see all these people, under great injustice and random gunshots by their own dictator regime, stand together against oppression, against fear, against looters and thugs  who are up until now roaming the streets of the whole country stealing everything in the absence of the police, shooting random innocent people.

You would also be proud to see the people you belong to, (Protesters) form a domestic force in every area to protect their families and  catch loose prisoners who have sprung free purposely by the government to scare people and rob them & put great pressure on them to have them give up their demands, give in their pleads of change!

You would also shed tears, to see young bodies getting killed just because they asked for wheir robbed rights, but you would also smile when you see their families stand tall, strong, not giving up saying they would have themselves along with their beloved souls taken away as a price of their rights.

You would be dying inside to see enormous numbers of injured demonstrators with not enough rooms in emergencies, but you would be amazed when people gather doctors and nurses who are protesting as well in the streets and make a domestic hospital on the positions they are in and actually save people's lives!

You would be sad to see their own police is against them, beating them, people who are supposed to protect them. but then again it would take you by surprise, all the will and togetherness clearly showing. you would be proud when you see people protecting the country's properties , you see how powerful, how civilized and strong (and list goes on and on) those brave people are.

looking at the bright side! taking whats yours. demanding your rights. never easy! coast is as high as the demand. and for the Egyptians under those difficult circumstances for only God knows until when!, are still hanging on. not giving up.
I'm pretty fortunate to be one, to be an Egyptian, All the Egyptians are; for they showed themselves before  the whole world what they are made of!

one second around the world.

Some travel the world
step on each soil, hard and frail... and not leave a mark, a blow of air, like grains of sannds fly with the wind and never come back.
Some look around and see nothing, different colors and only the skin that reflects to their eyes.
Some hear many sounds and all they get is the echos of their concrete believes..
they travel the world..
see different rays of sun, on different lands, shake different hands.
watch the seven wonders and beyond seven seas. and all that matters is ones-self.
No learning, no curiosity, no magic, no
Just satisfying the never full-ever-empty-well. selfish desires.

and some, look inside themselves, travel the world, dive deep in the deepest oceans of their existance..
see seven million wonders in the simplest things
touch seven million miracles
leave a thumb print in ones heart...
heal a wound with a sicnere smile.
they believe, that everyone is just the same.
theres no difference, black or white.. asian or indian.. religious or athiest.
they believe in beauty, in humanity, they learn by everything that happenes around them.
they holds worlds within.
and it reflects inside out.