Behind My Strength Is A Weakness, Loving You

Pain makes you stronger. Sometimes you have to be hard on yourself to keep things right. There’s nothing bad with feeling weak at times, Let them hear you crying…screaming - break everything around you…Let the anger flow through you. But only if you will be YOU again.

Almost Dead Thoughts

In the silo of lover Her letters were falling The divine spirit is intoxicated And captivating loneliness Turn it on On the darkest nights In the light of candles And the east instrumentals are authentic It was woven with words of love Remembrance of the mystics She hid it for years Above pages of existence And when she gave up She was patient and ascetic It appeared in her eyes And in her arms are the signs of lovers In the book, almost dead thoughts

Nostalgia Rhymes

Poetry has beauty wherever it goes.. The poems in this book will take you with them to the past or the present, and will wonder with you about the future. You will find them in the nature, or in the events of history, or between wisdom, lessons and reflections.. Poems that moved spontaneously from one place to another to say things that only poetry says.
An interesting journey and a good time with Nostalgia Rhymes.

Nostalgia

Hanin, my first experience in writing free poetry. It expresses the journey of the days in pictures and vocabulary, through which I draw simple images of the memories that I lived in, and grew up with. The poems colored my life, so I wanted to publish them, so that their fragrance could spread among the readers. I hope these words reach them and color their lives with joy and happiness.

A Discussion With Al-Mutanabi

Nowadays, when I look at the library shelves, especially in the literary sections, I wonder: Is there any hope for the new generation to break into these wide-open castles? To look at its treasure of human heritage, then meditate on the reason of why there were abandoned? The possible answers might be their uselessness, the difficulty to understand them, their abundance and diversity, their big size, the shortage of time, the weak cultural establishment of new generations in the educational institutions, the improvised raising of new generations in their families, the shallow media space which is run by businesses that seek their personal interests only, and the scarcity and weakness of reform initiatives. This book is an attempt to attract new generations to these treasures in an innovative way; it may open the door to other creative ideas aimed at changing the status quo, which is worsening quickly. The prevailing belief that public culture is not a priority must be corrected. It is a negative understanding that has led to the decline of its social role in building the national character. This is what we witness in every situation and social scene every day.

Ember From The Fire Of Moses

This book is a collection of novels for the connoisseurs. As the fire of Moses (AS) was a guidance for him and his nation, similarly, a shattered person will find his way through the world of poetry, leaving a legacy behind. This book has the power to captivate the reader, keeping him or her connected at all levels with its content

A Legacy That Is Not Divisible

Emotions dominated their moments to float on the surface of pages that sunk

In a sea of poetry, to write down thoughts that are confined by a

legacy!

What distinguishes it from others is that it is a legacy of love!

So it is a legacy that is indivisible!

Hearts Fell Apart

When our hearts endure so much over a lifetime, the point of falling apart becomes close. In the case of the poet, the appearance of this collection of poems was the true explosion of the flood of his feelings, which gathered with the approaching of mid-age, as if this explosion was a scream of a help caller at the crossroads of life, looking for meaning and for the lost self. He walked along the path of pearls until it exhausted him, looking for the promise of lost love, and his steps led him to more questions: Where is the beloved, and where is the way to her?! He only has pieces of nostalgia that take him to his beloved’s silhouette while he is calling out for her to return, because he is in need of her love, but immigration cruelly took him away from her, to punish him for her innocent love. Their only sin is this pure love, which the circumstances gathered around and changed him in such a way that he became a completely different person. He returns to the night love because it reminds him of her, and he begins to walk in the path of departure without waiting for her to ask, for the beloved is no longer the beloved, and he is no longer her lover, and he will remain with his weak heart, which has turned to stone after her. And so, hearts fell apart to announce withdrawal and defeat before fate, in the hopes that a day will come to restore what had been broken.

Between A Dream And A Wish

Change your habits and get out of your sadness.

Be like a star in a night that is tired of staying, or a ray of sun that longs for sunset.

The book “Between a Dream and a Wish” includes many poems and thoughts shortened by several lines, it talks about the beauty of wishes and ways to reach them, and wisdoms that is useful for every place and time, and some love advice that balances the decisions of the heart and the mind, and arts in response that put the haters back in their place, and in sadness we will find lament and a prayer or a relief over the hearts of those who have been decimated by the rational aspect that always advises.

Omnia Alqaisi

Violation Of A Letter

In the harbors of life, be like the humble fishermen who fish for their sustenance, and return home at the end of the day.  The merciless who fish for the sustenance of life will have regrets when it becomes moldy.

27th Of March

I came to you carrying my roses,

A book filled with my replies, 

Waiting for you to confirm my presence.

The Yellow Suits Me

To you… Whenever I heared the symphony of your words, I felt like I was drunk, And go to that Island, Island of drunk, And reach to stars… Or more