Friday, December 31, 2010

Guardian Angel

In Reality
you are fictional
and in fiction
you could be as close to perfection as can be
for when we are united, an equilibrium is generated
one which cannot be reasoned
the only reason for which could be righteousness
for because of you
I am a good man
and because of you
I am the happiest i´ve been
in ages
and why am I not surprised?
for your name alone means joyfulness
And it´s precisely what you´ve brought into my life

You are the perfect ending to a rather unusual year
and the perfect beginning of a new year
a new life
and everything else that I am looking forward to

and like he said
You are my guardian angel.
And I believe you are.

You are missed, greatly :)

Dave Matthews Band - Dive In

Friday, December 24, 2010

She Walked in on Friday the 29th

Music is what I hear when you speak
You smile and extraordinary things happen
A look that makes my heartbeat sqeak
In perfect harmony, we rise

Sometimes silence is more meaningful than words
You are a living proof, of everything that.s right
Like discrete third notes and chirping of birds
You create music of the sunrise

A new kind of hope
A subliminal feeling
You pumped life in to me
With a little bit of everything

Just like a message unsigned
Just like an arranged coincidence
Just like the me I couldn't find
You walked in on Friday the 29th
As if, for you, suddenly the world inclined

Come to think of it, this hasn't happened to me before
Here's a first time with you, for you
Here's to first times
Here's to me............... and you

Dave Matthews Band - You And Me

Sunday, December 19, 2010

My first 2 Published articles

Just as things begin to get better, I finally become a freelance writer for 2 magazines in Egypt. And the following articles are my debut published articles. And I've decided to post them here just for the sake of slam-shutting an open door that has been pulling me backwards. I owe this to my best friend Wessam.


The article above was published in December 2010's issue of Campus Magazine

The above article was published in December 2010's issue of What Women Want Magazine

Enjoy :)


Sunday, December 12, 2010

Just a thought

If I throw myself into your arms

would you capture me?

or would you let me go?

Just like the others......

Embrace - Gravity

Monday, December 06, 2010

Like Magic

It's like magic
You know when the sea meets the sky somewhere in the horizon?
It's like it's meant to happen, something human power has nothing to do with.
It's like the only good day in a series of 365 consecutive bad days.
It's like a glimpse of light after being in the dark for as long as you can't remember.

It's like a smile in a crowd that knows nothing but haphazard movements along with drums n bass.
It's like the only thing you notice when you're just too busy to notice anything.
It's like finding one right path in the middle of many wrong ones.
It's like effortlessly finding reason, and rhyme.
It's like inspiration out of nowhere.

It's like I can finally speak, in loud noise, and be the clearest.
It's like a song that has been forgotten for so long, and once heard, moves every organ in your body.
It's like I can look at her and feel liberated, yes, it's like freedom.

It's like life all over again.

Robbie Williams - She's The One

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Truth... bitch

It all adds up now
Knowledge is a bliss
Everything makes sense
Never more than this
Now I know
Now you know
And everyone knows
That sometimes truth is a bitch

Unanswered whys are now
Hysterical laughters
Look at yourself in the mirror
Smell the stench
The odour that you and your likes emit
Who said life isn't fair?
We all got what we deserved
Didn't we?
Now show me your smile :)

BB King, Billy Preston and Bruce Willis - Sinner's Prayer

Monday, October 25, 2010

Revival.... A Short Story

It's amazing how the moon lights up the darkness in a way that makes everything visible. It's as if there's no other light; there actually is no other light but the light reflected by the moon onto the earth I am now walking on.

I am bewildered.

I am here, to escape.
Te restart, relive.
And conclude.

"In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary" - Aaron Rose

And I feel like my soul has been lifted to get washed;
Washed off the dirt that has been accumulating on top of my chest all year long; and then sent back to me again. Spotless.

And then I remember, moments I had deliberately forgotten. Moments of pure, innocent passion. almost 10 years ago.

I feel alive.
Once again light shines on a new day.
Silence... extreme silence.
The sound of fish jumping in and out of the water is plugged into an amplifier of nature.
Pleasure... pleasure for the senses.

"Silence is more musical than any song." - Christina Rossetti

Nothing to think about.
Nothing to look forward to.
No expectations.

And I swim in the beauty of nothingness.

Dave Matthews Band - So Much To Say

Saturday, October 23, 2010


I step on hot sand
I walk barefoot
No pain
I raise one hand

Under wood
Above ground
Half naked
Silent sound
I shed a grin-like smile

Water washes away the years
Sun melts down my fears
Inhaling a lung-full of hope
And another of light
New sight is born

The Doors - People are Strange

Friday, October 15, 2010

I Giggle to Laughter

I'm not angry, just sad
At the value I've created for you
One that you've never had
I know they come and go
You're a beauty gone bad
Suddenly it's a comic show
Oh how some people are mad

And I giggle to laughter

At good days gone by
At love misused
At unanswered whys
At a soul abused
At a shameful cry
At how you're confused
At a woman so shy
Not one that has been used

I giggle to laughter and I don't care
It was all part of a written play
And I know life isn't fair
You're back to where you belong
I'm just glad I'm not there
She laughs, he laughs, they all do too
At those lame jokes, they dare

And I giggle to laughter

At good days gone by
At love misused
At unanswered whys
At a soul abused
At a shameful cry
At how you're confused
At a woman so shy
Not one that has been used

I will always giggle for me
And laugh at you....


Thursday, October 07, 2010

Passive Insomnia

I'll take a deep snorting sniff through my nose and throat and fill my lungs with mucus and spit on them with power.

I'll take my clothes off, swim in mud, laugh and get run down by a garbage car and then go home and take a shower.

I'll smack your face in brick walls reinforced by steel and take you to an empty elevator shaft and throw you into space.

I'll buy a new car, drive it to top speed on rocks while listening to jazz music and tie the muffler tip to his shoelace.

I'll shout, jump, scream my lungs off, smoke 10 consecutive cigarettes, beat the crap out of them and have a beer.

I'm neither, sadistic nor aggressive, I'll do whatever it takes and go wherever I please just to make myself a bit clear.

I'll rub my face in dirt, sing till i feel my chords hurt, wear my favorite kind of shirt, and I sure as hell will blurt whatever I want to blurt.

Just for the sake of it.

Al Jarreau & Kurt Elling - Take 5

Tuesday, September 28, 2010


I sold it to a stranger
My promise to you
I sold it to a stranger and made some money
Even though I lost a few

I remember the days when sadness turned to laughter
when coffee was not just a drink
when a cheap egg sandwich used to fill hunger
and the days when a look from my eyes meant passion

I raise my glass and drink for days
days that have passed and
days that are yet to come

I have touched the moon on a full moon night
and from there

I will shine.

Everlast - Watch Me Shine

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Today is different.... A Short Story

"I hate myself without you," he says, holding the phone between his right shoulder and ear while he lights a cigarette. "I'm tired of running, and I'm just so tired of pretending!"

He put down the phone and stared at the breathtaking view from his hotel room window. A morning shower was due, and probably a cup of Egyptian tea. He's been craving that for a while, a feel of home.
Travelling around and participating in art galleries here and there has been a blast for him, overwhelming. But something was missing.

HE knew he would regret that call, he knew he shouldn't expect any response to the 18 messages he left on her answering machine throughout his tour; but today was different.

Today is always different.

Lenny Kravitz - Stillness of Heart

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Garbage .... A Short Story

So he left, and she's left all alone
She bumps and bounces
Turning in vicious circles
She's free, she thinks
Free in a trap designed by her own mind
Little did she know
That snakes are sometimes poisonous
She pretends to be careful
She thinks she's got it all figured out
He knew her worth, and she knew
No one else would know her worth
She reduces herself
Loses whatever is left of respect
Snakes surround her
Turning their bodies around hers
She starts to feel uneasy, but it's too late
The poison spreads

And before she knows it
She's back to where he picked her up
A sorry excuse of a life.

And only trash belongs in the garbage.

Limp Bizkit - No Sex

Friday, August 20, 2010

Hey Stranger!

Hey Stranger!
Fellow ranger
Hey stranger!
Life changer
Hey stranger!
We're in danger

Hey stranger!
Take me with you
Let me do the things you want me to

Hey stranger!
You interest me
Hey stranger!
Hey stranger!
Why so cranky?

Hey stranger!
Take me with you
Let me do the things you want me to

Hey stranger!
Love me not
Hey stranger!
I change a lot
Hey stranger!
You hit jackpot!

Hey stranger!
Take me with you
Let me do the things you want me to


Thursday, August 19, 2010

The 18th

"IT's the last time," he says, "None again, I promise"

she takes a deep breath as she remembers, and writes;

But I know that
No one would ever do
What he did for me
But I know that
No one would ever go
As far as he did
No lips would ever smile
at me like his did

No hands would ever touch me
As sincere as his
My lips would never know
better than his kiss

A child within a man
The strongest embrace
A firm heart that can
Float in a subliminal pace
Always a random plan
To swim into space

Maybe I should run away
It's too hard a game
For a dreamer like me to play
Will I look back?
Wish back?
For this day

She takes another deep breath, turns on her side and sleeps in peace.

Aqualung - Strange & Beautiful

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Always with me, Always with you

And I turn my back again
At the things I had back then
I walk, I talk, I kiss and caress
I think, I sink, and randomly obsess

Why you? why me?
Why now? not then?
Why not the days back when
white was white and black was black?

I sink
deep into myself
into feelings i never knew i was capable of having
and i realize
there are a lot more things i am suddenly craving

I sink
as i watch the sun dip itself into Cairo
as i listen to this bohemian city call for prayers
i take a sip of water
and nothing in the world feels better than this.

I am myself

Dear Cairo,
You should know by now that my love for you is inevitable, so please don't abuse it any further.

Joe Satriani - Always With Me, Always With You

Sunday, August 08, 2010

Dear Wael,

I will miss you, dear friend and brother.
You were always a great example of an honest and brave man.
You lived, and will keep living in my heart.
I love you, man.

May your soul rest in peace.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

A new book

It's like something I've never experienced
It's like unpredictable spontaneity
It's like Long lost intimacy
It's as intimate as could be
It's shear happiness
No reason, no rhyme
No plan, no expectations

Keep it this way
It's almost perfect
But then it's beauty is risky
I shall not make the same mistakes
It's like a book I'm longing to read
But when I do, I read it slowly
To grasp every moment, every word
To make it last for as long as it could
For I know
Every book has an ending

But this book, I don't want to end now....

4 Non Blondes - What's Up? (What's going on?)

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Sufficient Amount of Soul

Do you think it matters what you think?
What you've gone through is not little
Does it sometimes hurt when you blink?
from lack of sleep, excess caffeine and a soul that's brittle
The life that was once brought into me
like a fire that's constantly being fueled
That life now makes me see
Yes, i have done my share of filtering
and the whole share of lingering
and I look at the sky and exhale the smoke that was trapped in my lungs
and I ask the Lord for the meaning
The meaning of a whole

A whole is the sufficient amount of soul.

Eric Clapton & John Mayer - Broken Hearted

Saturday, July 10, 2010

The cure

When you hit rock bottom. And you feel the last bone in your spine hit the ground. That's when you instantly get up and try to recover. You might stand for a while and scream an awe of pain, you might walk haphazardly trying to find something to ease the pain.

And when the pain goes away, you stand tall, you walk, and you know where you want to go.

And you go there.

Jamiroquai - Where do we go from here

Monday, June 28, 2010

Here is Home....... Home

I'm here.
I've always been here.
Somehow you were too blinded to see that.
I'm close. Watching. Protecting you.
I'm so close that i can still smell the sweet scent of your skin.
It bewilders me.

It's all I ever wanted to do.
It's where I've always wanted to be. Right there for you.
To hold you.
To listen to you. Unconditionally.
Even when you have nothing to say.
Your breath alone sets my soul at ease.

I am lonely.
For I have lost my home.
A choice that wasn't my own.
All I ever needed was for my home to embrace me with love.
It's all I ever needed.
Sometimes I'm just fine.
Right now? I don't know.

I am reaching my arms out for you. Right here. Right now. Through words. Through the place that was inspired by you and only you. To hold you. For you. For as long as your body can handle. To take you in. Selflessly. Back home.

Michael Buble - Home

Sunday, June 27, 2010


If you listen closely, you will realize that your soul is actually speaking to you all the time. It has a voice, it's different than yours, you can't describe it, but you know it. You just know how your soul sounds like.

My soul sounds like a grumpier version of me. It's my best friend.

It usually speaks to me about irrelevant things. I enjoy its company sometimes. And sometimes i just want to kill it.

There's a happiness and sadness meter built in our bodies. Mine are adjusted in the middle, balanced, both of them. Like a sound wave that's flat.
I don't know if i'm going to do anything about it. I'm too tired to worry. I feel as if i've been running for so long and i just want to rest.

I just want to rest. Stop thinking. Relax


Wednesday, June 23, 2010


I get on that stage again. And just like every time, i feel power. The power to impact, influence and make you look, stare, and wonder what might be going on in my head.

you ask yourself, "Is he actually that energetic? Is he that happy? why doesn't he have any expressions on his face?"

Yes, my face is expressionless, and that is a bliss, it gives me power. For i know that no one can pass beyond my surface.....

but the ones i choose.


Monday, June 21, 2010

luck and intelligence

luck is overrated

lucky people succeed momentarily, things come their way, and quite naturally, they make use of things that come their way.

intelligent people predict a good chance, subconsciously get ready, and when the time is right, they grasp every chance and make things happen for them.

who do you think wins in the end?

Aqualung - Falling out of Love

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

Moving on

Here I am, miles away. Smoke, tea and my guitar on my lap. Memories.

She lies in bed next to me, breathing peacefully. Her eyes tremble as if she's having disturbing thoughts.
She wakes up and i pretend i wasn't looking at her, "Good morning!" she says with a smile, the smile that captured me when we first met.

I smile and say, "you should leave now, before it becomes too late"

Michael Jackson - Who is it?

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Detour Ahead

And once again, after 2 years, 9 months and 8 days, my life takes another sharp turn into the unknown.
It's scary, but i'm curious. My curiosity has no limits, I find out and realize things every day, and every day i formulate new ideas, new thoughts.
The people who at one point in your life were the fuel to your engine-like-soul, can suddenly become the itch that irritates you to the point of shear anger.

It's an acquired attribute to me now, along with the basket-full of mixed feelings i possess at this very moment (i.e: pity, sadness, unconditional love accompanied by hatred, question mark, big question mark, bigger question mark, shock, disbelief, denial, and a few more feelings that i can find no names for).

"Beyond the horizon", she used to say. Little did i know the horizon had a limit, and that limit was way closer than i thought.

But my world has no horizons, it has no limits, the world in my head is as perfect as it is, and i'm in it.

I will stay there.

John Mayer - Heartbreak Warfare