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“قد مر عام منذ كان لقاؤنا أو ربما عامان
إني نسيت العمر بعدك والزمان
كل الذي ما زلت أذكره لقاء حائر
وأصابع نامت عليها مهجتان
و لقاء أنفاس لعل رحيقها
ما زال يسري حائرا بين.. الرمال
والموج يسمع بعض ما نحكي و يمضي.. في دلال”
― مختارات من شعر فاروق جويدة: قصائد حب
إني نسيت العمر بعدك والزمان
كل الذي ما زلت أذكره لقاء حائر
وأصابع نامت عليها مهجتان
و لقاء أنفاس لعل رحيقها
ما زال يسري حائرا بين.. الرمال
والموج يسمع بعض ما نحكي و يمضي.. في دلال”
― مختارات من شعر فاروق جويدة: قصائد حب
“لايهمُّ السبب الذي نبكي من أجله ،فقد كانت قلوبنا تمتلئ بالأحزان لدرجة أن أي شيءٍ يكفي ليكونَ سبباً”
― شرق المتوسط
― شرق المتوسط
“أنا دائما أشتاق إلى مكان قديم.”
― فئران أمي حصة
― فئران أمي حصة
“I wonder
from these thousand of "me's",
which one am I?
Listen to my cry, do not drown my voice
I am completely filled with the thought of you.
Don't lay broken glass on my path
I will crush it into dust.
I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand,
reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger.
If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower
I will pitch my tent in your shadow.
Only your presence revives my withered heart.
You are the candle that lights the whole world
and I am an empty vessel for your light.
Rumi - "Hidden Music”
―
from these thousand of "me's",
which one am I?
Listen to my cry, do not drown my voice
I am completely filled with the thought of you.
Don't lay broken glass on my path
I will crush it into dust.
I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand,
reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger.
If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower
I will pitch my tent in your shadow.
Only your presence revives my withered heart.
You are the candle that lights the whole world
and I am an empty vessel for your light.
Rumi - "Hidden Music”
―
“THERE IS NOTHING more pathetically optimistic than the morning erection. I am depressed, unemployed, unloved, basement-dwelling, and bereaved, but there it is, every morning like clockwork, rising up to greet the day, poking out of my fly cocksure and conspicuously useless. And every morning, I face the same choice: masturbate or urinate. It’s the one time of the day where I feel like I have options.”
― This is Where I Leave You
― This is Where I Leave You
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