The Start

When I decided to write this series , I was aiming to record my thoughts by such way which make me always remember my moods and thoughts in a specific moment that I wish never to forget this thing ever , plus my normal objective to blog life at every moment I can for the purpose of providing reference for people wishing to maintain life with no new experiences but just seeing what they have experienced before from reading , writing right now from a café in front of Stanley bridge in Alexandria , one of the fewest cafes in Alexandria which contains a hotspot , after spending a previous 48 hours of pleasure and happiness in the city I dream to live there my whole rest life , the past hours was great to feel that I’m staying in my dream place , but after I realized that just a few hours and I will be back to my original resident city I came back to its depressive mood , I feel its sarcastic for someone to have his permanent resident in a place faraway from his dream spa.
Sitting here right now announcing the born of a new series in my writings , but sorry I have to go back for paper blogging because my laptop isn’t available with me due to its heavy weight (wishing to have a better solution for live blogging soon, processing now for its details) , plus I think that my internet addict friend “Nayer Rashad” will not allow me to use his laptop for a long time , thoughts are popping up inside my brain and will be processed to writings right now but I will typewrite it when I’m back to Cairo , just watch for it…..

Note: this is the fist live blogging experience for me , to publish in the same time right after paper blogging , it was very hard for me to convince “Nayer” to allow me to use his machine but my depressed mood made him to give up using it and provided to me , special thanks to “Nayer” plus the sun started to shine now while im typewriting , the above picture I took the time I was paper blogging this thoughts , the weather is wonderful , which bring me back to paper blogging mood , so bye for now

Once A Time (the stone Above my Grave)

ONCE A TIME I WAS ASKED WHY
THE WORLD DOESN' INTEREST ME
I SAID, WHEN THE HAPPINESS SAY GOODBYE
WORLD WILL LOSE WAY TO TRUTH
SOMETHING, MEANING NOTHING OF KINDS
OF THE HAPPINESS IN MY MIND
ONLY THING WHICH MEANING TO
NOTHING TO LOVE, NO FRIENDS TO YOU

ONCE A TIME I WAS ASKED WHY
AND WHAT MY THINKING WILL LEAD ME TO
A PRISON TO LIVE MY WHOLE LIFE IN
OR A GRAVE WITH WALLS OF THIN..
LAYERS OF STONES ANS ONCE ABOVE
TO SUPPORT MY HEAD AND TO RECORD
THAT I AM THE PERSON WHOM
LOST HIS CONCEPTS IN THAT DULL
WORLD OF THE DREADFUL BULLS

*This Poem Were Awarded for Best 100 poems Ever in Year 2000 , Published in the book "Nature's Echoes" and was Narrated in the CD "the sound of poetry Vol. 2"

A Summer Eve

Walking silent, in the street
Above the pavement, by your feet
Looking here and looking there
Light and loudness everywhere
People shouting, children playing
Shouting, singing, dancing, playing
All means happiness, no sad there
I must go far to elsewhere
Silent, darkness only there
Take a taxi, pay the fare
Tell him to go to anywhere
Silent, darkness only there

*Written in the remembrance of the days of my sociological Success july-august 1999