The Flower Of January: The Myth Of Flowers, Stones, And Trees

The immortal wind blew, encouraging the flower of January to run, so she started running and running, listening to its heartbeat as if it were the music of the universe. The day and night are alternating, so the flower did not calm down and did not settle. She opens its eyes with the sunlight, and she sees the universe at its best. She closes her eyes along with sunset, so she would see with her insight the universe with its magic and its beauty. She started running and running, here and there, she crossed the trees and valleys, climbed the mountainsides, and ran on the surfaces of the seas and the rivers. The only ones who saw her were the children who pointed at her, but the adults did not believe them, and the days passed.

Narcissus Flower

One glass is never filled with honey and wine We should understand this Whoever loves truly, would never ask for the impossible How long this thing that we don’t know, travelled, leaving behind an innocent life Smile… tomorrow will come again and every morning is beautiful Where did fate take him? Sadly asked Fantasy… brought him back to the beautiful time Did we chose who we are? Or was it fate? Destiny or the choice was left for us… What and where do we want to be?

The Gardenia Flower: From Seven To Twenty

The Gardenia flower is a delicate yet powerful flower at the same time. She has continued to achieve much despite the black clouds surrounding her. She steps forward to welcome those who visit her garden, she listens carefully, she responds and is giving, but she does not take. She will give you strength and inspiration and tell you ways to get out of the darkness to be more worthy of knowing others according to her many experiences that made her determined. She leads you to failure at times and to success at other times, and all you have to do is to balance the two, as this precious flower did for years.

Sea Foam

I took a step back as if I wanted to rest my body, completely oblivious to the fact that I was on the edge of a steep cliff that would have nearly collapsed on me, had it not been for Jihad’s hand that reached out and pulled me forcefully to save me and stop me facing him, so that time would stop as I looked into his eyes that contained a look of fear and suspicion of losing me.

We looked for a long time as if we were seeing each other for the first time. The sea breezes were caressing my hair this time, and the sun decided to disappear to give us some privacy, so the sky behind us seemed to be blushing!

The Busy Twenties

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The life of each of us is a book that contains several chapters. We are the ones who choose the title and the main characters. We participate greatly in the contents. We write the details of our story precisely through what we enter into our minds and feelings... But the book is without a summary. We will not know anything about it except through immersion in Every moment of it with everything we have. We will not be able to turn pages or skip chapters that we do not like, as every word is written for us. Once we overcome the obstacles that we used to refuse to participate in, we realize that things are not that bad. But the reality is that difficulties do not become easy to overcome, we are the ones who become stronger in overcoming them.

The stage of twenty is considered a knot that is difficult to untie, and we all go through different stages in it. Therefore, the book “The Crowd of Twenty” provides benefit to all dimensions of life and its various fields, especially for those who are in the category of twenty and live in the midst of crowding. It works to remove obstacles and reshape the person for himself and provides solutions in innovative ways.

Ruler Of The Lovable Soul

A laid-back book that is unpretentious, its words are simple, it contains different topics, and it does not pertain to one area only… A free spirit wanders happily with letters and between words, patting someone on the shoulder, making someone laugh, blessing someone, advising someone or inspiring someone… This is the book.

The Lady Of Colors

The Lady of Colors is a story from environmental literature. It tells the story of an exquisite butterfly, the colors of its wings from the colors of flowers, and the beauty of its wings from the beauty of the forest. She goes out with her friend, daughter of Eid, on a tour, and interesting events begin to confront them and many disasters that intercept the forest.

Mr. Cherry

Was it over here or there? I was deliriously lost in the total darkness. It was as if the streetlamps along the road, as well as the bright lights on the walls and rooves of the neighboring houses, had simply stopped working. That night, people dressed in white to avoid bumping into each other, as they otherwise would not be able to see those around them.

All of this was quite clear through the window of my room, which overlooked the distract sports pitch, and opposite the main street.

Ceen (سين): When My Words Become Useless, I Remain Silent.

I always wanted to talk and justify, but I was not allowed at times; and when I had the opportunity, the opposite of what I meant was understood! They do not deserve a chance anymore…

Mr. Shabhon And The Closet

This is a story for children of three years old and above (+3).

“A story for those children with a beautiful imagination, so they live what we cannot live, and dream of what we cannot dream, and they fill the world around them with beauty” 

My Mister

My Mister is a book that is based on stories and facts surrounding us in our society and other societies too, and different beliefs. It talks about: • Marital infidelity from both sides. • The way some victims of infidelity accept it and give in, while others don’t tolerate it and reject it. • A few sexual diseases that the cheater thinks will not be transmitted because he is being careful. • The society around us and thoughts and blind imitation of everything. • Raising the new generation and the good offspring. Calling on mothers to raise a good generation, and to not leave raising them to the awful fathers. It ends with the poems of Nizar Qabbani and Qais for beautiful women…

The Travels Of The Three Brothers

The story of the Three Brothers’ Travels is about three brothers who lived with their parents. They were poor, but did not take charity from others, but rather relied on God and themselves to seek lawful sustenance.

In order to improve their standard of living, their mother advised them to travel to distant countries, where each one of them went to an Arab country and learned crafts, and she had what she wanted.

After a long period of time, they accumulated enormous wealth, returned to their country, and built a big house with the sweat of their own brow.