I Can't Promise To Be Calm,

One day

We’ll meet again You’ll look at me And while i look at you I won't feel a thing I'll walk past you With a smile on my face And inside you'll be dying because it took you too long to realize It was me

| Unknown

The most beautiful sea, hasn't been crossed yet. The most beautiful child, hasn't grown up yet. Our most beautiful days, we haven't seen yet. And the most beautiful words, I wanted to tell you I haven't said yet...

― Nâzım Hikmet

Had I told the sea

What I felt for you

It would have left

it’s shores

It’s shells

And followed me

- Nizar Qabbani

"You should be more careful"

More careful? Do you know what’s the big difference between you and I, dear brother? I have no fear. and you’re consumed by it. Why don't you have a little chat with god? Ask him why he turned you into a sheep and me into a wolf.

In order for me to write poetry that isn’t political I must listen to the birds And in order to hear the birds The warplanes must be silent - Marwan Makhoul

🎨 : Nuri Lyem

لكي أكتب شعراً غير سياسي يجب أن أصغي الى العصافير ولكي أسمع العصافير يجب أن تصمت الطائرات - مروان مخول

Lets agree on me loving you from a distance, And you being closer to my heart than my veins. And me being a stranger to whom you tell your troubles, And you being to my heart, the sweetest and dearest lover.

| Nizar Qabbani

What is life?

Dostoevsky: It's Hell

Socrates: It's an infestation

Aristotle: It is the mind

Nietzsche: It is strength

Marx: It is the conviction

Schopenhauer: It's suffering

Einstein: It is knowledge

Stephen Hopkins: It is hope

Kafka: The Endings

And you, what is your definition of life?

I can't promise to be calm,

dignified, and indifferent.

like a rock by the sea...

If my heart's going to break,

let it break from anger, grief, or joy.

― Nâzım Hikmet

Let the coffee cool...

Don't answer the phone.

Put both hands in your pocket.

Watch the opportunities pass by.

Let anxiety take what it takes from you.

Get close to what you fear.

accept the fact that not everything is necessarily going to be okay, and that you don't mind it anyway, nothing matters now.

Don’t juggle the weather with clothes.

Never buy an umbrella for sun or rain.

shorten your words.

Make sure that everything that is likely to break, already broken.

After trying every possible defeat.

You will return with a heart that has experienced disappointment, and no longer fears it, with a face that has had a moment of bruises, you will feel for the first time real courage, you will proceed undisturbed, and you will sleep peacefully at night.

- Farid Emara

Qana

The face of Qana Pale, like that of Jesus and the sea breeze of April… Rains of blood.. and tears.. They entered Qana stepping on our charred bodies Raising a Nazi flag in the lands of the South and rehearsing its stormy chapters   Hitler cremated them in the gas chambers   and they came after him to burn us Hitler kicked them out of Eastern Europe and they kicked us out of our lands They entered Qana Like hungry wolves Putting to fire the house of the Messiah Stepping on the dress of Hussain and the dear land of the South We saw the tears in Ali's eyes We heard his voice as he prayed under the rain of bloody skies Qana unveiled what was hidden We saw America Wearing the old coat of a Jewish Rabbi Leading the slaughter Blasting our children for no reason Blasting our wives for no reason Blasting our trees for no reason Blasting our thoughts for no reason Has it been decreed in her constitution, She, America, mistress of the world, In Hebrew .. that she should humble us al-Arabs? Has it been decreed that each time a ruler in America wants to win the presidency that he should kill us... We al Arabs?

-Nizar Qabbani