Extraits de la vie.

Lost Souls

2011-01-05T09:39:00.008+02:00

I was free, a little careless maybe but happy. The faith I had was larger than oceans at that point in time. And it pained her a lot, she always worried about me but I never gave in. Eventually she caught on it,and I went to bed with a bright smile. Freedom is a pain sometimes, but completely worth it, I know I can can get confused in life but never lost.
The lost souls are everywhere, they identify themselves with somebody else's misery. They are always accompanied by an air of arrogance blended with layers of spite and mistrust, pity that they always knew better mixed with a tendency towards self-destruction. It feels like they have no out, they wiggle their way to the surface but they don't make it, not all of them anyway.
It's a mutane world, cruel and lonely. That's why they gather like ants, sharing their bread and bed, holding hands. Wanting just one chance, to make their comeback, find their ally and change the face of the earth. The moment they break free, is the moment of truth!

Gloomy

2008-10-17T22:09:00.012+02:00

It's beautiful, open, risky and dark with a hint of light in the midst of the grey sky. It's the sunset, it's the end of the day and it's even darker and threatening. It's not just the end, it's the beginning, it's the ringing alarm, darkness will overwhelm the world in minutes.

What will follow?? Who knows what's behind those doors and windows with shimmering light sneaking out?? Who knows !!!

It's deep, too deep and I am already breathless, my chest tightens, my lungs are closed, it's heavy.

And it's never over, it ends and begins in a split second, it's a vicious circle, and there's no way out, because the time has yet to come.

Ramadan gana

2008-09-17T15:22:00.006+02:00

Season Greetings

2007-12-22T21:32:00.001+02:00

Happy Eid, Hanukkah...
Merry Christmas &
A Happy new year.
Whatever you may celebrate for, cherish the moment and have fun.

Have a break...

2007-11-18T21:45:00.000+02:00

Have
a
dark
kit kat!!

Nostalgie of a distant memorie ...

2007-09-09T18:11:00.001+02:00

Summer treat

2007-06-22T21:36:00.001+03:00

It's tempting, isn't it??

Eskendereyah!!

2007-04-21T09:02:00.000+02:00

Soleil...

2007-01-22T20:07:00.000+02:00

Un jour de septembre,
Le soleil s’élève et ne laisse un ombre,
Les montagnes s’étendent infiniment,
La mer semble calme mais au fond,
Elle s’agite comme un volcan,
Sous la chaleur du midi,
D’un pays maudit,
Il s’élève pour nous brûler,
Nous sommes condamnés,
Laisse moi respirer,
Je suis étouffé,
Je désespère.

Un cri s’efforce pour sortir,
La douleur me déchire,
Libère moi,
Ici la torture est loi,
Mais tu vois,
Je sais ce que tu voudras,
Mais l’espoir ne me lâchera,
Tu m’as accablé de ta détresse,
Parce que la solitude est ta faiblesse,
Tu pense que sa me blesse,
Je ne me cède pas à tes caresses,
Le désire est fou.

Happy new year 2007

2006-12-29T13:47:00.000+02:00

You can see me in the mirror...

Greetings!

At the end of the day...

2006-12-10T11:10:00.000+02:00

On my way home, everything seemed quiet, the sun was going down,
the windows were glaring with a warm orange light and,
I could hear cheerful voices set for dinner,
and I imagined that, in a few minutes the same voices
will be streaming from our home…
Singing and walking with dancing steps, happy,
as if I was infected by that mood that penetrated my eyes and ears.
Suddenly I stopped and everything looked gloomy,
suddenly it occurred to me;

How many people are deprived of that feeling of warmth,
being locked between 4 cruel walls,
getting scarred every time their neighbors get loud...

Or those who are old enough that no one needs them anymore,
those who have to wait for our charity from a season to the other,
accepting it bitterly, and smiling “par gentillesse”.

Those whose home is the street, tormented with despair,
trembling in the dark, stretching their hands to the world,
maybe someone will suddenly realize they exist…

Those who wake up every morning not knowing why,
when looking at the mirror everyday is a growing pain,
and not a glimpse of hope for tomorrow…

Those who think their lives got longer than it should,
that the angel of death has missed their souls,
That they are only here by mistake…

The children, who have no shoulder to lean on,
that are not sure that at least one person cares for them,
and anything concerns them is always secondary…

Thinking that I could have been one of them,
that someday I would become as lonely,
that I’m guilty for all…

Thinking about how many times, I frowned for no reason,
When a smile could have made someone’s day…

How many times I threw money buying what I don’t need,
When others are striving for an old piece of bread…

How many times I was complaining of an unwanted company,
When others scare people away…

How many times I never made use of what life has given me,
When others have nothing at all…

Sunny days...

2006-12-03T15:02:00.000+02:00

...

Buffet “El sa’ada”

2006-12-01T16:18:00.000+02:00

Entre passé et présent ;
un coup de pinceau…

Aimer c'est savourer la douleur...

2006-08-22T23:33:00.000+03:00

Aimer c'est jouir la vie avec ceux qu'on aime,
imaginez si on aime tout le monde...

Aimer c'est sentir le coeur d'autrui,
c'est être sensible...

Aimer c'est agir,
sans hésiter ni se plaindre...

Aimer c'est souffrir sans espoir,
et porter la croix du monde entier...

C'est quand le tournement est intolérable,
et soudain la joie immense s'empare de nos âmes...

Aimer c'est la bénédiction de la souffrance,
Aimer c'est savourer la douleur...

Sometimes

2006-08-12T16:09:00.000+03:00

Words seem too weak

Rays of loneliness

2006-07-17T14:41:00.000+03:00

The sun is falling slowly into the deep purple water, sending the last rays of its immense light, warming the whole place for one last time, before it sinks and leave it to the dark.
The boy is still standing there, making a wish, his last wish for the day, hoping that maybe , something will drag his line, there he stood on a rock, that is stone cold, striving for a prey, before the sky blocks its last ray.
There he stood alone, in a vast universe, where he seems to be too small, everything is, when the light is fading, in a few minutes the darkness will reign again, and he'll have to go home, with his empty bag...

Serenity

2006-06-15T10:30:00.000+03:00

A moment of eternity,
where emotions are neutral,
where thoughts freeze,
and peace reigns...

The waves

2006-05-21T11:07:00.000+03:00

"The wind rose...The waves broke and spread their water swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall...The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the thud of a great beast stamping...They swept round the rocks, and the spray, leaping high, spattered the walls of a cave that had been dry before, and left pools inland...The waves broke and spread their white fans over the shore..."
From The Waves of Virginia Woolf

...

2006-05-20T16:50:00.000+03:00

Des ombres sobres et creux....
Des hallucinations mêlés du sable séché,
milliers de chimères s'écoulent,
je m'enfonce dans le tourbillon,
de rêves et de réalité.