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Of words and water

Posted: June 19, 2014 in Uncategorized
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Words surfed. I floated on its stream.
Words flowed, I rippled.

The words I carried rather carried me.
And we kept flowing… Pouring me out of myself.

Lighter, I became. Emptier, I drained.

From a waterfall, free falling
Into oceans of ink.

My words dripped, so did I.
Until it was all too heavy.

My words and I drowned.

 

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Of heartbeats and ink.

Posted: January 8, 2014 in Uncategorized

For long I have cherished the equilibrium that dripped ink from heartbeats. An exchange of feelings for words; possibly because writing words that made no sense does make sense to us after all. Less intimidating, less threatening to the life it belongs to…

The spirit of thoughts trans descend  into the spirit of words.

Until the one heartbeat that spilled the ink.
Scatters and splatters.
Ink wiping ink that dried out.
Ink caressing the whites of pages.

It beats, it drips; but it squirts no words out.  

Scatters and splatters.
Drops. Droplets.
Rippling waves into the puddles of ink.

The lub-dub echoes.
The lub-dub drips.

The ink flows, but the words do not.
Have I failed words or have the words failed me; I know not.

Lub-dub.
A heartbeat, far too precious to be put in words.

My words, forever soaked.

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To…
Individuals who objectify women into a male pacifier,
Societies who enlist women as second-grade human beings,

We do not exist leashed for an unleashed desire; gone wild.

Be it a sickened temptation
Be it a possessive mentality

Why do you control me when you fail to control yourselves?

[A sketch by the feminist side of me]

عن أنا

Posted: June 30, 2013 in Uncategorized

أنا لست روحاً إختذلت في جسد، إختذل في غطاء، إختذل في تعليق هذا و- كلام ذاك

أنا لست عقلاً، عقيم الفكر، عديم الإبداع …

فأنا لم أخلق لكي لا أكون… في وجود غير موجود

وأنا لا أعيش، لكي أموت، وأمر مرور الكرام

فأنا روح بعثت في جسد لتحرك عقلاً بعداً عن حجر العادات،  إلى ما بعد المعتاد…

 أنا خلقت انسان. لأكون؛ أنا، عمل خالد، لا ذكرى نسيان.

أنا لست روحاً، ولدت لتموت، في مجتمع يعشق سكينة السكوت.

 أنا لست عقلاً، ولد ليدفن في مجتمع بات مقبرة للأفكار.

فأنا لن أكون، كما تردني أن أكون.

فكياني في كوني من أكون، متى أكون، أينما أكون.

هذا ليس عني أنا،
هذا عن انا، وأنت
وعنه وعننا…

Lost Dimentions

Posted: June 7, 2013 in Uncategorized
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What if…
Man never knew land.
What if…
Earth was nothing but a mere reflection of the sky.
One mesmerizing void; and we’re only floating on lost dimensions.

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As I share my sacred moment of sheer inspiration, I am transposed into a different world, sucked into a whirlpool of vibrant yet subtle sentiments.

Let the words flow…

upon the ambiance of Waltz.

2012 wrap-up!

Posted: January 2, 2013 in Uncategorized
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Remember, you’re alive. So act like one. May 2013 broaden your horizons, unleash your potentials, and bring all goodness we behold to life.
Hello 2013 ♥

Gone is 2012; just like those I’ve stumbled upon during the good *not literally* 365 days of it.

Gone is 2012. And along with days,  it has taken away people I’ve known, hearts I’ve loved, and friends I’ve came across. But it has left me a good bunch of memories swinging between elastic margins of graded emotions.

And I still like to remember; the good, the bad and the senseless of it.

2012, Thank you… For one fine roller-coaster ride!

 

As for this blogging report; my little R-premises owes WordPress a Thank you! 😀

600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 3,300 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 6 years to get that many views.

Check the complete report out!