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In few words.

Crammed emotions inside you. Squeezed words jammed too. You need magic to get them out. You can’t find enough words, or courage. You keep them for yourself. If you tried, you won’t even spell. In few words, you can say it well In words of silence, I understand. Look into my eyes, I’ll take your hands. Stay silent and look at me.  Because, again my friend; In few words of silence,  your feelings; are what your heart tells. 

You can't escape.

Like feathers, things could fall. Like glasses, they break your soul. Alone or in a crowd, it chases you. Cause you are a part inside it all. You can’t escape. Do all what you want, so bad you will fail. Up or down, you will still be there. You can’t escape. Run or walk. Do everything. Life chases you and teaches you, The hard way. Hide under the blanket, shut the doors. You tried all the ways now. Reality says that you are still there. So Stop trying to escape.  and wash your sins instead.

A Dream of a boy- Sixteen at war.

He was born in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the war with its gloomy atmosphere that is only filled with fear. He was born inside the scene of people screaming, the blood showering and the sound of  bombs that can cause a complete deafness. Years have passed and he became 7 years old, and with every breath he takes, he hates the enemy more and more. Everyday he fills his heart with more hate to Israel...He had wishes that one day  he would have the power destroy them and get back his only warm home; Palestine. The hate increased when he lost his dad at his ninth birthday, and his heart was refilled with more hatred when he came back from school to find his house in pieces. And one good thing...He learned to never know fear or tears. He grew up to be a strong little man who fights to free his country from the occupy. He prayed to God to free Palestine...More years passed and he grew older like an untamed lion searching to eat his prey till his heart became almost completely fil

Disability is not that bad.

Some people feel so much pity for the disabled people. You can be like "Oh, they can't hear well, or they suffer from so and so", but the truth is that these (or we as I have disability in my hearing sense) are so much stronger than you. You can feel we are sad or weak, but you just need to see through them not  just look them as a disabled or out of actions. Every disabled person has many other blessings which nobody else could have. Having a hearing impairment doesn't stop me from getting involved. On the other hand, I believe that I have many other things which I am thankful for. I can tell what are you saying through watching your  lip-syncs. Just observing the lips and I can respond easy. Also, I can know how people feel about the others by just seeing them and their facial expression or attitude. I can look inside you, not at you. We have faith buried deep inside us. Some could think that we always feel bad or ashamed, but this is not right, at all. I