Lovely Syria
You who once stand as a Brighten Sunflower
I am seeing your tears
Feeling your sinking heart
All your Tulips are dying
The white, the pink, even the violet
Lovely Syria
I am asking God to have Mercy
Mercy on you and your Tulips
How your moon has turned red overnight
How your sea is now a survival bay a way of hope
Some fading Tulips at sight
Floating on the tide
Syria, Oh Syria
How the living bruised Tulips are crying for those who are no longer there
How the Dawn which brings hope
Is for you now a  Dawn with a bitter sense of hopelessness
For all your living creature seem to be dying from the inside
Dying from the unrest they brought to you
Your children are crying for Mercy
The spread Tulips are not even better on the 5 huge lands
Syria our once Land of peace for all your Flowers
Please, get back on your saddle
Our Lovely Syria

Loving someone is not just to love the person
Loving someone is to have a protective eye on the person that we love
Loving someone is to bear the person in every of our single prayers
Begging God to take care of the person's soul, health and life
Loving someone at times demands us to reprimand the Loved one
When he or she is doing something bad against himself or herself
Loving someone implies taking care of the person's health
Making you want to control what the person even eats all this because you want to preserve the person's life
You want he or she to live longer so you have more time together
Loving someone implies doing efforts to put a smile on the person's face at every occasion that presents to you
Loving someone is seizing every occasion of spending time with the person you love
The essence of Love is the caring of our Loved one making them a priority and making ourselves last so we are here for them
Behaving well asking God to preserve our lives so we can be here for them
A Life full of Love is the goal
To Love and to be Loved
We meet 100 people and fall in Love with only 1 off the 100
So why not to preserve our Loved ones and ourselves
Why not to take care of them and ourselves

Prey to these wolves
Who make you believe
The sun can be pink
And the sky indigo

Prey to the lion-worms
Who even when they left
Leave some creepy scars covered of dirt
Which you have to get rid of

You cannibals of women souls and hearts
Here is my hand full of tears
May it bring you some rest
So you can stop the hurts
    On Us

On that particular Friday morning
With the slow sun rising
In order to give us its light
On this newborn day
He told me good morning sunshine
He said the good morning and gave me a picture of a smiling sun along with it
Sunshine! I thought
It reminds me of the sun in front of my parents’ house
The smile of my mother who now is gone
My best moments of deep laughs
And Mostly of his smile
How when he smiles at me his eyes brightens like a blue sun
His smile which is just like releasing sun rays onto me
And my life enlightening my body and soul  
And I felt deep into me, “Good morning you too my Sunshine”

Because it was a ****** criminal you inside of me
Drying my blood directly from my chest with a knife within
The knife has the shape of hurtful words
Taking away my clarity

I turn around and set myself free
Because freedom from you could only taste better
Than all the Angel cocktails am trying in all the bars
My despair is bringing me in
Set me free, free and free
Because you murderer of me was not born my twin
And sounded and looked like did not have neither pity nor mercy for me
I took the defeat because your aggression could not be manipulated out
The church I put you in is no longer able to sleep the beast I once doctrine
The pills of wordings no longer works
No more liquid in my syringe
I set both of us free
Now free, free and free
Deliverance from the constant Twilight From the endless Dawn
Cause I need to see the day and it’s light
I need to replace all the blood you drew out of me

Cause he is there and to me the there has never been too far
When somebody still lives but not by your side
And still make you feel like he never moves afar
Cause he is the embodiment of what I like
I am constantly suffocating in my mother’s coffin
So I need space to breath the space I have is already giving me too little air to breathe in
Cause I needed somebody who looked at me like this
With such eyes transfixing me in its own way
Like I was something of authentic, unordinary, and special
When the continuing morning and afternoon have no effects on the way his caresses made me feel
On this perfect night
Cause he is my perfection
And letting me breath in this coffin, and saving me in his own way
For this I shall be grateful to him
No one will take his place
Yet I’d find other one but as you see not like him
You can’t replace something of perfect
It’s just like with diamonds, claws cannot be diamond and
Finding diamond where it normally don’t have is difficult
For you my perfection I’ll do a little prayer
That you never be like the others and keep on  letting me breath in my her coffin
#CLARENCINE

If you leave me
It will only mean that your love was never true
As all heart which have felt love once in their life know
We never give up on a Love
The mind is troubled
The heart is in unrest
And the soul is tormented
So if you leave me then
Your Love was never true