Wednesday, January 26, 2005


Last night when I had my shower, I used my nephew's Johnson's Baby Shampoo! Yes it is that yellow shampoo almost all of us were using when we were kids, the one that says No More Tears!! I always found that slogan funny as this shampoo in particular made me cry more than anything else, as I remember! Whether it was because it got into my eyes or because the fights I had with my mom when she wanted to apply it on my hair and I was scared it gets into my eyes!

So, during that shower I traveled down the memory lane and jumped from a memory to another. Starting from the naps I had in the tub when I was in 2nd grade after my mom originally had waken me up to go to school to the great cartoons we used to watch that time (that time means almost before 15 to 20 years).
Oh those cartoons!! I remember we used to sleep early in the summer vacation and wake up early so we don't miss the cartoons like Sanafer, Jungar, Grandizer, Tom Sawyer, Al7oot Alabya`9, Qisas 3alamiya, 7ekayat 3alamiya, Sindibad (though I got bored from it as they show it almost every year in Space Toon :P), Baibero (I like to watch this one!!) and many many others.

I went to google and searched for the songs for these cartoons and I found some. While I was listening, I was shivering and almost crying. I don't miss my childhood or let me say I don't wanna go back again and go through school again after I graduated :p but I certainly miss some aspects of that time. Maybe it is the innocence that I miss, who knows??! That doesn't mean I am no longer innocent .. I am, but less than the time when I was a kid :P

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Latest Poem: Broken

Sometimes the person gets very depressed so he starts writing depressing stuff and they turn out to be good so even after the depression period had ended he continues and finishes the good piece of writing for the joy of it.

So here it is: "Broken"

You glance at the mirror and you tell yourself
“How did I end up like an old book on a dusty shelf?”
You wonder what went wrong
You’ve been good all along

Did they treat you unfairly?
Then, they didn’t know the real you
Or maybe you couldn't see it clearly
And you could not break through

Stuck here in the middle of nowhere
Imprisoned by sorrow and despair
Tears from your eyes start falling
Voices in your head loudly calling

You cover your ears to no avail
Maybe you're starting to lose your head
You try to hide but you fail
And you stumble on the ground instead

Desperately you try to get back on your feet again
But can you endure the unbearable pain?
Your face is yellow and your eyes are swollen
And you can't find a way to regain a life once stolen

Saturday, January 22, 2005

Billy Joel: The Piano Man

I knew it! Since I started my blog I knew that sooner or later I won't be able to resist writing about music and some of my favorite artists! So Billy Joel is gonna be the first I write about… what a lucky guy he is :P

He is with no shadow of a doubt one of the music legends of all time, with his great talent in playing the piano, his ability to write his own lyrics and of course, his wonderful voice which most of the current artists lack!

I don't know how many hits he got and I don't actually care! All I care about is that I like what he says in his songs and they actually make sense to me, unlike the nowadays crap we are forced to listen to in the radio and the porn video clips we are forced to watch in every damned music channel!

Though I like many of his songs but today when I left home in the morning and went to buy a cake and some pastries for my nephew's birthday I turned on the radio and there it was this song which is called "An Innocent Man". So it was kinda stuck in my mind and I just decided that I have to write something about him and put this song as an example of his great works!

Here are the lyrics of this beautifully written and performed song:

Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up
They hear a voice in the hall outside

And hope that it just passes by
Some people live with the fear of a touch
And the anger of having been a fool
They will not listen to anyone
So nobody tells them a lie
I know you're only protecting yourself
I know you're thinking of somebody else
Someone who hurt you
But I'm not above
Making up for the love
You've been denying you could ever feel
I'm not above doing anything
To restore your faith if I can
Some people see through the eyes of the old
Before they ever get look at the young
I'm only willing to hear you cry
Because I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
Some people say they will never believe
Another promise they hear in the dark
Because they only remember too well
They heard somebody tell them before
Some people sleep all alone every night
Instead of taking a lover to bed
Some people find that's it's easier to hate
Than to wait anymore
I know you don't want to hear what I say
I know you're gonna keep turning away
But I've been there and if I can survive
I can keep you alive
I'm not above going through it again
I'm not above being cool for a while
If you're cruel to me I'll understand
Some people run from a possible fight
Some people figure they can never win
And although this is a fight I can lose
The accused is an innocent man
Oh yes I am
An innocent man
You know you only hurt yourself out of spite
I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight
That's your decision
But I'm not below
Anybody I know
If there's a chance of resurrecting a love
I'm not above going back to the start
To find out where the heartache began
Some people hope for a miracle cure
Some people just accept the world as it is
But I'm not willing to lay down and die
Because I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
An innocent man

Other songs that I highly recommend are: River of Dreams, Honesty, Captain Jack, Just The Way You Are, A Matter of Trust, We Didn't Start The Fire, The Downeaster Alexa, Say Goodbye To Hollywood and To Make You Feel My Love and many many more.

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Out of Ideas & My Poetry!!

Well I have nothing interesting in my mind currently to talk about so I will talk about my lousy poetry. I started to write some new poems but I couldn't finish any yet simply because whenever I am near the end of one poem, I start a new one and so on! But I revisit the unfinished ones from time to time and add some lines hoping that they will be completed sooner than later.

During the weekend, my older sister and her lovely son were at our home so we were chatting on the dinner and I asked her do you still write poems and short stories? She said yes. I asked who else than you and my younger brother write? She said none.. so I said I write poems too! Her jaw dropped in surprise (well I am exaggerating of course, but she was surprised a little bit) because she never knew that I write or I have any interest in poetry since I am well known at home that I don’t like reading or seldom that they see me holding a book!! So you can say that I and literature are not of great friends!
So that night I showed her some of what I wrote and she liked it and she was amazed from some of the words I used! I think it is because she writes in Arabic so she never cared to learn the words that she does not have to use in her work or daily life. However, she said that I should not write only or mostly about love and I should vary the style of the poems, which is what I am trying hard to do.

Here is the poem that she liked the most and it was my first poem ever. I thought about it while I was driving the car back home and I "wrote" it in my mind then I wrote it in my PC.
It has gone through some slight changes since 2 years until now. It is called
"The Old Man":

I saw an old man walking in the street
He hardly walks as he pulls out his feet
Trying as he might to lose the crowd
And failing in that I may should add
I wonder why his face looks so recognizable
He never looked my way like I was invisible
I swear I saw that face before
Where and when, no answers and nothing more
A face that filled my heart with terror
Oh god I remember I saw that face in the mirror
Where did I go wrong in my life?
Why does time wound more than the knife?
Where is my family, where are the loved ones?
I feel lonely and I live in sadness
I tried to shout I tried to scream
Only to hear the phone ringing, and thank god it was only a dream

So until we meet next time.. adios amigos!

Friday, January 07, 2005

Ocean of Secrets

Every one of us has some secrets to hide from the nearest people to him or her. Even those who claim to be "open books" have some secrets to hide and usually what they hide is better be left hidden because it can ruin a whole life!!

Here is a poem I wrote that was inspired by a nickname a friend of mine used in the messenger.. it is called "Ocean of Secrets":

Do we dare to explore
What goes beyond that shore
To risk and take the chance
How far we'll advance
In reaching deep inside
To the mysteries that reside
Within your lonely heart
And the battles taken part
The struggles between right and wrong
The endless attempts to stay strong
Will we ever be able to reach out?
And get to know without a doubt
To reveal the secrets that you hold
The tales that never been told
Or we're gonna drown in your ocean
And get lost between chaos and confusion
Like those before who went astray

Trying to find your secret hideaway

comments are welcomed