A Tragedy, When A Mature Mind And

There Are Some People That We Didn't Forget, But We Don't Smile Any More When They're Mentioned.

Our Enemies Did Not Cross Our Borders They Crept Through Our Weaknesses Like Ants.

And I Fear That My Place Gets Taken By Some Other One, Very Lucky And Not Too Shy, Who Flirts With Your Eyes While I’m The One Who’s Crazy About Them.

Love In The Arab World Is Like A Prisoner, And I Want To Set (it) Free. I Want To Free The Arab Soul, Sense And Body With My Poetry. The Relationships Between Men And Women In Our Society Are Not Healthy.

If You Want To Kill Somebody, Conquer His Heart, Then Leave Slowly And Leave Them Between Death And Madness.