My Oldies: .....Critical Times....

away in the darkness
where everybody is asleep
we sit alone
down the stars
thinking about our lives
recalling the memories..

faster memories we usually have
will depend on what we feel now

if u're ok usually you'll remember ur best friends
best holidays....funniest situations
or u may remember ur lover
the best moments u shared
the first time u met
ur first look into his/her eyes

u'll sit there and remember....
maybe ur childhood
u can see urself standing there
little child, soft skin, pure mind, innocent moments
nothing can disturb u
looking for sweety future....
or may ignoring it
just playing and having fun.....

but if u're not okay
everything will seem BLACK...BLACK...BLACK
u'll remember ur friends' drawbacks
you'll say:...oh they r'nt true friends
oh i hate them all...how could they be like this!
Oh...am alone...nobody's here...nobody's near
no one deserves!...what false masks!

yeah u'll say this cause u're nurvous
u'll feel as if u're standing in the darkness
walking through heavy fog
can't see ur way
can't trust anyone
CAN'T EVEN SOLVE UR PROBLEMS

u'll cry and cry
deeply inside u
some of us will give up
others will try to survive
but away from their real world
others will destroy their lives
and just decide to take revenge from others!!
but if u need my advice
i'll tell u

WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

just leave ur place but don't run away
close ur eyes but don't sleep
pretend to forgive....just pretend...and let it pass away
try to forget but don't erase ur mind
Know new friends but don't leave old ones
smile to your life but don't trust it
ignore who made u get through this ... BUT DON'T EVER FORGET THEM!

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A falling star -- (A dual work poem)

A falling star…Away so far

with no one to try

to raise it back so high

To the darkness, it'll leave the sky

Unknown fate maybe soon end

when the star had lost that friend

everything became wild, in need for a mend

and falling till it fades was its trend

Till a sparkle has once appeared

seems like no need to wait

for a sky that looks so great

my friend is back…my dreamy fate…my perfect mate

A falling star is no falling anymore

to where stars belong we'll go

hand in hand, holding one heart

and we'll never go with the flow

Because no place can have such a glow

like a place having both me and you

Look how the sky smiles to us

look how the birds sing too

and how all other stars shine for you

creating a rainbow coloring the view

With all the colors of a beautiful life

Like a professional painter we paint it

Drawing the story of a falling star, that found a moon to rest beside

Side by side along the journey, just right, we're going to make it.

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Written By: Salma F. El Khamy & Salma Hossam E. 

Written On: Friday, the 23rd of September, 2011 at 8:00 pm.

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P.S. This Poem is written in the form of improvised tweets on twitter

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A Friend's censure "You can't be real"

Can "Shocked" describe my state?

Or Shall I get mad at you? Or would I hate?!

Have I to be Silent or would I Scream?

No way! It can't be a Scheme! 

Freezing Moment?

No! It’s a shocking moment!

No too! It’s like not to ever be described

It’s when I was in need to disappear or hide!

Were you serious? Honestly, Were YOU?!

You should have been deadly tired…

Yes, tired. OR how would I forgive you?!

Can’t you really see where did you go?

Couldn’t you stop for one second & think?

I can’t imagine that you really meant so!  

Don’t you remember our talks about those sick?!

Now You’re Sick! Or Too Tired!

Or it may be an unwilling mistake!

“Mistake” huh! As if u were a child

I can’t forget it whatever it takes!

Or may I consider you said nothing?

Without an apology! How can I?!

Or may I consider you were soporific?

God! Give me a reason not to hate that guy!

It’s a matter of dignity, Can’t you see?

Or you just can see others’ sins!

Like you never have talked before to me!

Do you think there’s a problem with the glasses lens?

WAKE UP! It’s Me!

Revise it, Recall it, Re-evaluate your words!

You can’t kill anyone and be free!

You made the words turn to me as swords!

I wonder, would you ever apologize?

Have you ever told anyone “I’m sorry”?

It has never been dignity Mr. Wise!

What prevents you is your “Glory”!

Ah, how one day I called you a friend?!

For you “myself” was always insulting “me”!

I wish you never existed or I was dead

I wish I never regretted the moments of glee

I doubt you can feel  the sentences

I can talk forever and you won’t mind

Am I wasting my time? Or is it the last glances?

Maybe I’m staying because the human I once saw inside

You gave me hope, that not all are the same

You raised me up, so I felt the difference

How after all that faith I can’t blame?

Only God knows how it was meant to me once…

And later, after it all ends

I’ll mention it and I'll say that...

“Once Upon a Time I had a Friend”

"A Friend who was like my Dad" =')

Wednesday, 07 September 2011 at 04:23
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خواطر نفس

أحب الأبيض والأسود وأفضل الألوان

 أعشق الصور ولكن جنون الطبيعة آخاذ

أحلم كثيرا وأشتاق لحلمي و لكن ما بالك بلحظة واقع يرقص لها القلب ويشتاق

كم تمنيت أن أكون ناضجة و كم أفضل حياة الأطفال

بداخلي حياة .. بل حياوات

بداخلي آلاف من الشخصيات

بداخلي .. هل هي فعلا داخلي أم هي لحظات تعبر كقطرات الندى بالصباح؟

أتحدث كثيرا و لكن بجانب تأملي فهي فقط بضع لحظات

أمقت الوحدة و أطلبها كثيرا إذا كثر الجمع و على الصياح

أحب رؤية الهلال و لكن تطلعي لنهار جديد ليس له مثال

أبحث عن الخير في النفوس و لكن هل أجرأ على السهب في الحديث قبل معرفة الأضرار؟!

هل أكره الحيوانات أم أحبها؟ حقا لا أدري .. و لكن على كل فأنا أحب الصغار

أناقض الغير إن هاجم بشدة على أشخاص في طبيعة الأمر ليسوا بأنصار

أحب الصبور و لكن مهلا لقد قتلني ملل الإنتظار

أحب الحماسي و المندفع و لكن لكل عاقل وقار

أفضل الجريء بكَلِمه الصريح غير الوقح, و لكن ما بال الحكيم اذا أحسن الخيار

أشتاق لمن أحب و لكن البعد عن الناس سلامة

أقدم المساعدة و أندم أني قدمتها لنفوس لا تستحق

أؤمن أن المرضى مرضى النفوس و لكل نفسٍ مرضها

أؤمن أن جميع النفوس بداخلها تسكن الطيبة و لكن من يبحث بداخله؟!

أحب الأزهار بالبيت و لكن أفضلها في عروشها بالحدائق

أعشق زرقة البحر و تأمله و لكن إذا ما أصبحت بداخله أفقد الحس

أسعد برؤية الحمام, أتمنى تربيته و لكن هل أحبس حريتهم من أجل المشاهدة!

متناقضة هي النفس .. و كذلك هي نفسي ... و كذلك هم كل الأناس.

Friday, 26 August 2011 at 02:19

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Lost Ashes (Track)

S3 Everyone,

It's pleasure to finally announce publishing my first dual work in writing poems.

It was really a good experience where the "School of meanings" and the "School of rhymes" were merged to come up with this track .. "Lost Ashes"

Enjoy it & Wait for The First Record  ... Commmiiinngg Soon :D

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Everything is mess, an infinite loop

Starving for a little hope

Looking happy, with a dying soul

None asked you what is wrong

Can’t stay any more strong?

Can’t find where you belong?

Wondering, trying, losing hope..

Have been so long?

يا الله

Help me find my way

يا الله

I’ve nothing to say..

Every light is fading away

Darkening your sight, killing your sway

You don’t know the shooter

But you know you’re the prey

When your ashes fly away

When you’d rather die than just stay

Life is an ongoing play

You can’t stop or even replay

يا الله

Help me find my way

يا الله

I’ve nothing to say..

When the screen turns black

When your dreams go wrack

When your palace becomes a shack

Everything in pieces, no more stacks

When your faith becomes in doubt

When the moans become your sound

When your eyes can’t realize

Except the fog all around

يا الله

Help me find my way

يا الله

I’ve nothing to say..

When the roads are all cut

All the doors have been shut

Seems to be late... seems to be hard

To save .. your happiness slot

.

.

.

When you’re totally missing the light

Remember who stands behind

Controlling, watching, caring about

His people, everyday, every night

يا الله

Help me find my way

يا الله

I’ve nothing to say..

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Written by: Ahmed Maged Ashraf

                      Salma Hossam El-Deen (Small Pharaoh)


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Freezing Moment "The missing guest"

It's one of those moments when everything stops at its place, your body stops any motion, your eyes almost don't see what they actually are looking at, the heart beats are not heard any more as they are about to stop to be in harmony with all your body senses.

IF you captured your feelings then, you may think you're running out of them, but actually you're over burdened with them, and if you went deep and took yourself a picture for a freezing moment, you'll find that you have what you can't hold, you filled the pot to the max, and when more was there, you needed to stop and recognize that "more", take a decision, whether you have to refuse them, let them go away, or you'll stretch your capacity of "holding on".

Freezing Moments...

Moments that pass by everyone, everywhere and from time to time you shall give them excuse to stay and then let them go...

They're critical guests, conquering the current moment and considered to be tipping points for your coming moments ... so welcome them well, stop, think, recognize, decide, and finally let go =) 

Thursday, 04 August 2011 at 16:55
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Beatitude

The tears went out

With no permission

If they could shout

They've said "This must be an illusion"

I was confused, shocked then I teared out

Do I know you? No, No, I doubt

I didn't believe the words when said

"When you believe in knowing it

Make sure you're absolutely not"

I thought it was wrong and I betted

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It began when I heard a song

I had an idea about the singer, I guessed

But on listening I thought I was wrong

It was totally someone else... I was missed

The song kept playing as I enjoyed the style

It was "أنشودة" that was really worthwhile

I listened to it carefully, it was full of devotion

The more I listen and focus the more it gets my emotion

I kept trying to focus, and trying to guess

Why my friend asked me to listen to this?

Was it the style? Was it the words?

Finally I got the answer in the last verse!

What an answer that was!

Was it really the planet called Mars?

The Planet with Creatures called "Men"

"Men" with "Caves" of mysteries in!

I was confused, and now shocked!

Shock with happiness, yeah You Rocked!

I'm trying to believe that it was You!

The voice I listened to and couldn't know!

No way! That was the most Awesome bit

I swear it was the brilliance

MashAllah, you perfectly did it

I'm honoured to listen to the voice of Elegance

Although I became almost sure I didn't know you before this moment

"Beatitude" is exactly what I feel and have lately called it!


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"Old is Gold" Song

Here's my first try in writing poems with a song rhyme, wish you enjoy it.

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Dedicated to My Best Friends

Aalaa M. Sadek, Amira A. Olwan, Basma I. Elbaz, Dina M. Abu-Zahra, Hagar M. Gasser, Menna N. Bakry, Nada T. Abdel Rauof, Sarah M. Hisham & Yassmine M. Fouad

Long ago

in the playground

You could see us

playing around

laughing loud

jumping high

No limits but the sky

Pure moments

Sweet smiles

We shall go and run for miles

No worries, no fears

No reasons for the tears

Happy, smiley faces around

Happy moments we have found

We have cought

the fun and taught

that friendship is what we sought

"Real Friends are rare to find"

Old quote yet it's right

"Old is Gold"

Another quote

it was said once as a thought

But I believe

as long as I leave

behind me friends gold like you

I'll always be

singing free

"Old is Gold..Old is True"

Sing with me

Sing it loud

My Friends're the fortune I've found

Sing with me

Push me high

with you, I can touch the sky

Sing with me

Sing it free

I love you Jessy

Gogo, Safrota, Sarsora & Louly

Nody, Mico, Manousha & Dody

Here's a call from Loma says

"I love You Girls...God Bless"

You'll always be in my heart

taking the best lovable part

Sing with me

Sing it loud

My Friends're the fortune I've found

Sing with me

Push me high

with you, I can touch the sky

Tuesday, 25 January 2011 at 01:25

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One-Day Stories: When You Can See Your Dreams in Your Night Dreams..

What a Bless! What a Night! What a Dream! 

I'm just waken up, it's 11:00 AM of the 5th of June, 2011

Today is different, Totally different, as Last Night was Just UNIQUE

I've dreamed last night with my every day dream. 

I can't believe it! Ya Allah! How Generous YOU are!

After spending last day with hills of sadness that made me hardly breathe, 

now YOU let me see my Dream in my Night Dreams :)

Wait Wait...I've just remembered something while I'm documenting my thoughts right Now..

Calling back Yesterday's Night...   

I've prayed صلاة العشاء then I said my favorite دعاء 

اللهم إن أصبحت على سوء فأمسني بفرح, و إن نمت على سوء فأيقظني على فرح, و إن كنت بحاجة فلا تكلني لأحد سواك

I headed to bed, closed the Laptop and Just went into deep sleep...yeah i was tired!

The Next scene:

Mum is waking me Up for صلاة الفجر.

I can remember, even though being in somewhat unconscious state at El Fajr Time, but after الوضوء...

I've recalled Everything...  

I had dreamed of what i Dream...My Daily Life Dream...My Happy Dream...My Ever Happy thing that can ever happen to me...

I was over the Moon...

I finished my prayers and then  directed to have some rest again, i was missing my bed like it's the place I'll see my dreams come true in!

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And Now It's Morning, while i have to get out to attend a revision Lecture at college, and I'm frankly Late :D 

I couldn't miss documenting my Best Dream, My Happy Moment, My Wish I daily Pray Allah to Make It Comes True..   

Now...

My Faith is Doubled by seeing My Dream

No wait...

It's Tripled By Knowing That It May Be a "رؤية"!!

I can't Imagine ...Can It Really Be a "رؤية"!!

I used to dream with رؤى from time to another...but if it was really TRUE...

It'll be beyond any words...

                            هو القائل سبحانه ( وَنَحْنُ أَقْرَبُ إِلَيْهِ مِنْ حَبْلِ الْوَرِيدِ) صدق الله العظيم

                                  و في قوله تعالى (وَيَعْلَمُ مَا تُسِرُّونَ وَمَا تُعْلِنُونَ )صدق الله العظيم 

            I Love YOU My Lord. YOU' ARE The Only ONE Who Knows Me DEEPLY and TRUELY

                                         الحمد لك كما ينبغي لجلال وجهك و عظيم سلطانك

                                                                Happy & Have Faith

Dream Big & Believe in Your Dreams .. Be Happy & Have Faith in Allah .. 

One-Day Stories: Have you ever had the feeling of...?

Have you ever had the feeling of...?

I am annoying you enough by keeping on the same track, you asked me to find a way and here I am, searching for it. It's enough what has been done, enough knocking on the door where no one behind to respond for my call. People pass and think I am mad or immature.

"she's wasting her time" they say.

"Baby, we tried to knock it before, either we found no one to answer our call or had a rough answer for our requests, so why do you insist on wasting your time? Why can't you  learn and understand that no one is there behind the door wants to answer your call? If they want to respond they'll open for you the door, otherwise you're messing up"  

For a while I thought "Are they crazy? Are they free enough to bother themselves with my business? Who said that there's no one in? And who said I am wasting my time? And who said that I am here for the same purpose of theirs? Who gave them the right to judge one's self from the outlook, no but to aggressively point charges?" 

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Have you ever had the feeling of...?

Finally, I found someone who understands my knocks well; my sounds make sense to her, just perfectly! I can't understand why or how! I was afraid of the presence of a play, but however a play is perfect, she can't do what she does! And so I believed she gets my key. 

I discovered later, she was knocking the same door for the same reasons of mine, Whoop! Now I can understand how she is the only one who is getting my point of view exactly and just right without any hidden knives to stab or any masks on to wear. What a Bless! 

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Have you ever had the feeling of...?

I was stolen my only thing that makes my days, I was stolen my happiness, that has no extend when you do the right thing. I was stolen my freedom to talk about people, mention some matters, situations, have fun or even complain, as before, and it's not ordinary any more.

 I was stolen talking about you whether it was just ordinary or for a specific reason. I'm stolen my little things in life that are honestly pure, and make me happy. I'm tied.

Yeah it's shocking, to discover that people get hurt because of your ordinary talks. It's hurting and not easy at all, to decide getting yourself out of someone's life because your presence does hurt others. It's hurting to discover that you can't talk with the only one who feels you right, avoiding hurting her by any miss-said word.

Yes, I decided, no I'm already taking steps, to get myself out of your life. I thought it's my choice to stay or go, but now leaving is all what I have to do. Yeah I discovered so, we don't choose everything or ever road we walk through.

You asked me once to find a way

I kept searching...

I thought I found an easy way

In one day morning

And then she came along

I found her supporting so long

She said don't be afraid

As long as you're not in it my young

And Yeah Yeah

I believed her talk

I thought we're going to Rock

Nothing can bring the fog

I'm not in it and I know so why I got shocked..!!

When One day I read some words

When my face got immersed

When my eyes skipped some tears

And the heart missed its beats

Did I really hurt her that much?

Or it's the problem of her crush?

Or it's my problem of my good intention...

That let my words rush?!

Now, it's time to go

You want me no more around and I know

And she gave me a covered blow

So why shall I stay where there's nothing to do

Don't blame on me, any of you

I didn't give up and I won't give up, never on you..

Realistic Dreamer

Can it be real?

Is it really non-ordinary what i feel?

May the life give my dream its blessings..

and not to steal?

Is it Hard?

To turn one's life into a piece of art?

Or is it too much?

To have what's on the cards?

Is it impossible, dreamy, or no more than a wish?

To have an ideal life, a little girl with a golden tress,

and blue eyes of a fish?

Is it imaginary to live a peaceful life with a noble prince?

or is it a mystery?

or am I too selfish ?!

    

"Dance like no one is watchning, sing like no one is listening, dream like no one is holding your back"