Seasons to nin mach

Seasons to nin mach
When the winter leaves
With a handful coolness
And scattering clouds in the sky
The summer will come
With the …………………
Secrets of hell
So…………..
you are the spring
Who cool my heart
As the water
Will flourish the grass
As your shadow
When flow in my spirit
As the music of red rose
As perfume
When it
Shoots up
At
Dawn
Galib masudi
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I WILL ERUPT……….By SUHAIR ABD ALRAHMAN

From nothing….I will erupt
There, there, there
Somewhere there
Where there is no…thing
And from nothing
Erupt
All
There you can plant meanings
New words
New feelings
And
You never can hide it
From
All
The tears will run hot
And
Cold
But they are real
Not false
The songs will be whispered
Or shouted loud
No difference
Because there,
In the land of nowhere
From nothing
I will erupt
Once
And
For all
1-November 2009

Translated by ALAL FREE

GALIB MASUDI PAINTING

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• Amazing Phone Book Carvings by Alex Queral
Posted: Mon, 29 Nov 2010 19:02:47 +0000
Alex Queral is a Philadelphia-based artist who has found an incredible way to use old, discarded phone books – he carves their pages into celebrities faces. It’s a perfect example how unusual use of materials can lead to worldwide fame and success.
“My fascination with heads began as an art student. For me, the human head was a natural choice of subject matter because of its inherent expressiveness. I carve the faces out of phone books because I like the three-dimensional quality that results and because of the unexpected results that occur working in this medium. The three-dimensional quality enhances the feeling of the pieces as an object as opposed to a picture.
In carving and painting a head from a phone directory, I’m celebrating the individual lost in the anonymous list of thousands of names that describe the size of the community. In addition, I like the idea of creating something that is normally discarded every year into an object of longevity.”
Website: – projectsgallery.com/Queral.html

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Selena Gomez & The Scene – A Year Without Rain

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CHIRAZ:BY BOUZID HERZALLA

.by Bouzid Herzallah on Monday, November 22, 2010 at 12:44am.Chiraz

To chiraz i grant alll what the sea fails to explain

To the gulls streaming in the sky

To Chiraz i know all the seasons

To Chiraz i awaken : lighten this spot

I call the horses to Chiraz

I call all the horses to her hands

and tell her ;

Never halt

Until i see them there

The highest extrem glancing her

You the poem ;

Do you read whom she overwhelmed me

Feedind the soul with honey and vows

All the birds stays silent to Chiraz

The songs keep listening and dancing

on the rythm of her laughter .

You… the poets !!!

You’ve your poems

For me Chiraz messing me up

in the alpahabet letters

Her shadow gathers me in my splinters.. fragments

To Chiraz ; i stop the time in my footsteps

Her face of joy and greenness

Her face of love and and overwhemness

To chiraz

The nightingale’s voice

Fertility of spikes

Pity of whom in the sky

So as you are beyounn the word’s imaginination

Much more than what the meaning sees

Because You are Chiraz ……that ‘s enough

To switch off this time’s hurricanes

I love you

In the Fairouz’s whisper

Drinking our coffee in the mornings

drowns us in joy and happiness

I love you Chiraz

Give me the flute and sing

Give back the rainbow to the home .

Bouzid Herzellah

Translated by Saliha Naidja

The National (feat. Sufjan Stevens) – “Afraid of Everyone”

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Notion to Isakila

Notion to Isakila
Once upon a time
When the moon was a child
And the sun was creeping,
He entered visiting his eternal cave.
And found its walls dripping blood and colors…
His eyes wandered wiping silently
Its tablets written with
Mysterious…. Letters
Soul “s agony is more painful than body’s torture
“Don’t do what you don’t like
For with love man lives”
He closed his eyes
And delivered the soul thread
TO ISAKILA…………………

Dr.Galib Masudi
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PRELUDE

There is undoubtedly a vast expanse between expatriation and longing, because walking among soul agonies and flesh abodes should be washed with familiarity dust. It must also inhale land showers to interrogate the heart forsaken by place distance and tortured with strangeness of the nest,amonge whose walls it tested the early gladness and heralds of dewy dawn in the lap of its beautiful woods, to spreads its wings and start flying above the clouds. Then it returns to the rose perfume and talismans of its mother as that who seeks the guidance of the holly shrines to interpret his strange vision.
S o I SEE THE STARS IN MY COUNTRY FLIRT ME AND BE ANGRY WHEN I DEPART………..?