الأربعاء، 27 يناير، 2010

I Need A Psychiatrist

I feel as if I am going to die or simply blow 
Maybe because I am starting to feel a little slow 
Or because of the future that I wish to see
Probably i am afraid of what I am going to be 
Or of the things inside me that I can't draw 
Or the poor heart that I wish to sell or throw
Perhaps because I am not used to feel lonely
Likely the emptiness which I feel inside of me

الخميس، 21 يناير، 2010

What Did You Gain?

I can't believe that my dead heart is beating again 
I thought that I will keep suffering and live in pain
And the scares you left will for ever hurt& remain
And I wouldn’t be able to get you out of my Brain
Finally I will either pass away or become insane
I know It is not a soul what your body Contain
After what I had with you I tasted the pure Vain
Please  tell me from all this what did you really gain

الأربعاء، 20 يناير، 2010

Without You

Without you I am without a soul 
like a great man lost his one goal
like a protagonist forgot his role
like a rabbit forgot where his whole
like a football match witout a ball
like a strong heart turned into coal
like a hopeless city waiting to fall
like a fast train faced a manned wall

الجمعة، 1 يناير، 2010

عشباكك

عشباكك ياما سهرت وقضيت أيامي
إستنى تألمحك ولو للحظة قدامي
تشوفك بعدا وألمس إيديك بمنامي
وأحكيلك شو زادت في بعدك آلامي

حاولت أعيش وأكمل طريقي بلاك
بس كل يوم عن يوم عبزيد غلاك
دورت كتير عشخص بحلاكي
مالقيت ولا حتى قدرت بيوم أنساك

قليلي كيف فيكي سحرتيني
وعن غيرك بقلبك حبستيني
وبعدا إبعدتي عني وإنسيتيني
وقلتي إني أنا السبب ولمتيني

Hashemite University

We go to the university daily just to learn
And From the hot sun we always get burn

Because all what you can see is the desert
If you scream your voice will never revert

When ever you reach the department you get hurt
Because of the naughty students or from the dirt

We feel jealous from the department nerds
That is why we study all their notes words

Attend all the classes because we don’t dare
Failing in any course that what we can't bare

Stepping by the professors offices is a must
But they are always act arrogant and unjust

I will tell you something and believe me it’s a fact
Al khrba people are very sick and they always act

The Registration workers are always a way
Especially when you need them in some way

They screw everything and they always claim
It's our responsibility and we take the blame

keep Always in your bucket a small Compass
Have your meal before coming to the campus

Because all the food in our university is full of bugs
And after we eat it we need to take a lot of drugs

Don’t expect to make true friends or a good fellow
Because it is a hard task and not worthy to wallow

The climax and the weather are so unpredictable
Nothing you wear would be ever good or suitable

Find someone live next to you who own a vehicle
Because to find a transportation here is a miracle