.

It's all over you and I

What we had is gone for good

If I were you I wouldn't justify

the reasons you brought me to tears

the times  you made me you cry

I've lost you and confronted my biggest fears

I've survived,moved on and tall I walked and stood

forgot your memories all good and bad

I'm stronger now cause if you couldn't break me 

then no one can..

I love you

I love you is such a small word 

God must've thought I should be rewarded 

so he sent you from heaven as my ultimate award

فكرة

نحن لا نعشق سوي من يعذبنا ،لا نحترم سوي من يحط من قدرنا فيشعرنا بعظمته عبر

تصغيره لنا ،لا نقدِّر من يحبنا الا بعد خسارته،إن رأينا الجميل فينا ضربنا الغرور و إن 

نظرنا لعيوبنا لثقتنا بأنفسنا صرنا فاقدين،الاعتدال يمكن أن يكون أفضل مانزن به أنفسنا ....

لكن هل باستطاعتنا أن نعدل مع أنفسنا ؟

سؤال

ما الذى يبرر لنا أخطاءنا حين نرتكبها و نحن نعلم أنها أخطاء؟؟؟

my long lost affair

 Is my heart's fate to suffer

thinking of you forever

and it's not getting any better

being lonely without you

feeling sorry over the loss of you

now you're happy with some body else

and that's making me bitter

سؤال

في الناس عشَّاقٌ و النَّاسُ أهواءُ **** أضناهم عشقهُم و الحبُّ إن شاؤوا

فهل كان الحب متعبهم **** أم أن لهم في عشقهم أخطاءُ

ا

MY SOUL IS A PINK MIST

Shady dreams and from fog they are

painted with gray and happiness seems distant and far

nothing is real but you and I

you've moved on, but how can I?

standing still, to past moments holding on

I lie to me to go on

 you are gone I know you are

a hazy memory of your face

but never forgot the look of your eye

it rained when you said goodbye

the sky cries for you and for me you cried

if nothing is real but my dreams and from fog they are

 how real am I!

as it is

Filling my head with demonic thoughts

I will sin and blame Satan I will

People will judge, still

 secretly sympathy

cause they're familiar with the lie

begging devil to be left alone

as an effort to resist as a final try

I will sin with the auspice of my free will

I will...

what I think and feel is my own

devil doesn't get the credit for my fiery soul

I'll take my walk down the sweet roads of sin-ville, I will. 

DARK REALITY

 

 

In the prison of sin I'm a lifer

for wrong rather than truths I'm a fighter

Pleasing all but me , faking the real me

just like a devil's soldier

a demon within turns love rivers to vapor

standing still on the side-lines

neither giving to life  nor  am I a taker.