I first heard about Palestine in the prayers of an old man preaching of remunerations and resurrections. Of holy wars and fates. It has become a me ...

The familiar face slowly disappears Unseen troubles silently grow, feeding fears.  I didn’t notice as it ate away inside,  Leaving ...

“Mere verses," "words of mad woman.” They mocked. “Old soul", they named me. It started when I talked about things ...

In the symphony of senses keen, Amid the lecture’s drone, a dissonance unseen. Anxiety’s shadow, a ghostly kin, Tick-tock echoes, a dol ...

Isn’t it too late to come out of the shade? As this is the light that respite my regretful life, For my existence, it is the repentance. Ar ...

There are artists, and poets, There are writers, and the ones who write duets. All of them write for each other, About each other, for they ...