Statue for Bourguiba why ?

Italy executed Omar Elmokhtar
America Executed Sadam Husien
Question ? Would the occupation country create a public statue to the one who fought against them and liberated his country from their aggression and colonization ?why ??

حرّية النساء

 

ساق الراعي أغنامه إلى حظيرتها، وغلّق الأبواب كلّها، فلمّا جاءت الذئاب الجائعة وجدوا الأبواب مغلقة، ويئسوا من الوصول إليها، دبّروا خطة لتحرير الأغنام من الحظيرة.
في تلك الخطة توصلت الذئاب إلى أنّ الطريق هي إقامة مظاهرة أمام بيت الراعي يهتفون فيها بالحرّية للأغنام.

نظّمت الذئاب مظاهرة طويلة طافوا بها حول الحظيرة،
فلما سمعت الأغنام أن الذئاب أقامت مظاهرة تدافع فيها عن حرّيتهم وحقوقهم، تأثروا بها، وانضموا إليها، فبدأوا ينطحون جدران الحظيرة والأبواب بأقرانها حتى انكسرت، وفتحت الأبواب وتحرروا جميعا، فهربوا إلى الصحارى، والذئاب تهرول ورائها، والراعي ينادي ويصرخ مرة، ويلقي عصاه مرة أخرى ليصرفهم، ولم يجد فائدة من النداء ولا من العصا.
وجدت الذئاب الأغنام في بادية مكشوفة بلا راع ولا حارس، فكانت تلك الليلة ليلة سوداء على الأغنام المحررين، وليلة شهية للذئاب المتربصين.
في اليوم التالي لمّا جاء الراعي إلى الصحراء التي وجدتْ الأغنام فيها حرّيتهم لم يجد إلّا أشلاء ممزقة وعظاما ملطخة بالدماء...
أسطورة قد سمعتموها!
لكن ما أشبه مظاهرة ذئاب العالم لحرّية النساء بهذه الأسطورة.
لمّا شاهد ذئاب العالم أن وصولهم إلى النساء المؤمنات العفيفات مستحيل بسبب ولاية آبائهم وبسبب بقائهن في البيوت، وبسبب الحجاب والنقاب، أقاموا مظاهرات يطالبون بحرّيتهن، والهدف ليست حريتهنّ بل حرية الوصول إليهنّ.
وهذا واقعنا هذه الايام ونسأل الله ان يصلح الحال

To our countries !

The most difficult thing you face in this life when you feel that you are strange ... that you are sincere and honesty is defect .. you dream and the dream is a shame .. you are kind good and kindness is naive ... that you love and love is weakness ..in the eyes of others ..

Lonleness

Lonleness ..
Is to be with whom you love but you do not find who embraces you Lonleness .. Is to live with them as if you were in a dark cave Lonleness .. Is that you hear them and understand them, and you will not find anyone who hears you and understands you Lonleness .. Is to live an illusion you do not wish it to end Lonleness .. Is to live dreams do not come true Lonleness .. Is to love someone who loves others Lonleness ..
Is to wish to get closer to your beloved one but you are surprised by their distance from you !

Today, I will publish a love poem by the great Egyptian poet; Farouk Goweedah. He  is a contemporary poet who has written a lot of poetry in different topics. Goweedah is famous all over the Arab World. His words are very delicate and his style is so simple and passionate. The poem is in Fus’ha " standard Arabic " and is called,  which literally means “In your eyes is my address“. However, I translated the title as “I Live in Your Eyes ..” The poem is a conversation between the woman beloved and her man. The woman fears that her man will forget her and he promises her an eternal love.

I Live .. in Your Eyes ..

قالت: حبيبي .. سوف تنساني

She said: My Love .. You will forget me

وتنسى أنني يوما

 And you will forget that I, one day,

وهبتك نبض وجداني

 Have granted you my heart  

وتعشق موجة أخرى

And you will adore another wave

وتهجر دفء شطآني

 And you will leave my beaches warmth

وتجلس مثلما كنا

 And you will sit, as we used to

لتسمع بعض ألحاني

 To listen to some of my tones

ولا تعنيك أحزاني

 And you will not care for my sorrows

ويسقط كالمنى اسمي

 And my name will fall as hope

وسوف يتوه عنواني

And my address will get lost

ترى.. ستقول يا عمري

So, my Love, will you say

بأنك كنت تهواني؟!

That you (once) loved me!?

* * *

فقلت: هواك إيماني

So, I said: Your love is my faith

ومغفرتي.. وعصياني

My forgiveness and my disobedience  

أتيتك والمنى عندي

 I met you with hope

بقايا بين أحضاني

Remaining in my arms  

ربيع مات طائره

Like spring without birds !!

على أنقاض بستان

On the ruins of a garden,

رياح الحزن تعصرني

The winds of sadness squeeze me

وتسخر بين وجداني

And laugh in my chest.

أحبك واحة هدأت

I Love You .. like an oasis  

عليها كل أحزاني

in which all my sorrows have calmed down

أحبك نسمة تروي

I Love You, like an aura that tells

لصمت الناس.. ألحاني

 My songs to people’s silence

أحبك نشوة تسري

 I Love You ..  like ecstasy that runs

وتشعل نار بركاني

And fires my volcano.  

أحبك أنت يا أملا

I Love You .. you, Hope

كضوء الصبح يلقاني

That like morning light meets me.

أمات الحب عشاقا

Love has killed many lovers,  

وحبك أنت أحياني

And your love has given life to me.

ولو خيرت في وطن

And if I were to choose a home,

لقلت هواك أوطاني

I would say; my home is your Love.

ولو أنساك يا عمري

 And if I were to forget you,

حنايا القلب.. تنساني

My heart would forget me.

إذا ما ضعت في درب

If I lost my way, 

ففي عينيك.. عنواني

I would live .. in your eyes.

The chicken and the Falcon !! A point of view !

A chicken stood in front of a falcon
And  said to him:-
see that your number are few ... Come with us and enter the cage !!
There are those who feed us and do not tire ourselves by flying and searching for food  and there is no wolf  or fox or even hunters that threatens us all the time !!
.
The falcon laughed a lot and said:
When you fly high, "you feel the joy of dignity, dignity and glory
And when you live up, all people envy you.
And when you eat what you get after being tired all day long looking for food , you find the meaning of life
.
Do not you see that whoever feeds you from the remains of his food?
Slaughter your children and take your eggs and hold you all the time under the pretext of the wolf and other fears !!
The chicken laughed and said:
You speak incomprehensible words like
Ecstasy - pride - dignity - moral - life .. You must have been crazy or brain washed !
.
The falcon said to her:
I understand what you say because you were born in the cage and lived in it and its hard to change the culture of the cage 
And you will not understand what I say until after you get out of this cage 
and you learn how to live free and to fly high !

And she said to him
Why fly high and live high
Do not you see that your number is few ... Come with us and enter the cage
There are those who feed us and do not tire ourselves by flying and there is no wolf that threatens us
.
The falcon laughed a lot and said:
When you fly high, "you feel the joy of dignity, dignity and glory
And when you live up, all people envy you.
And when you eat what you get tired of, you find the meaning of life
.
Do not you see that whoever feeds you from the remains of his food?
Slaughter your children and take your eggs and hold you all the time under the pretext of the wolf
The chicken laughed and said:
You speak incomprehensible words like
Ecstasy - pride - dignity - Shoukhm - life .. You must have been mad
.
The falcon said to her:
I understand what you say because you were born in the cage and lived in it
And you will not understand what I say until after you get out of this cage
And the chicken is like many people .. !!

Leave if you want to leave !!! poem

 











    How difficult when you cry without tears and how hard to fall in love with a lot of fears
When happiness is nothing but illusion everything in life seem the same
I won't leave with no return
how hard to speak without your voice and how difficult when the light darkness is what you see
you feel happiness is faraway unreachable dream I am alone lost with hard time from a hurting dream
                                    Leave if you want to leave!!!

     I said I love you and I mean my words Today I say to you that it was my decision to be for you
I will wait despite my burned heart if you are not my destiny you will be my choice
If I forget my name I will not forgot your tears cry melted from your eyes tears
The time will be wasted and I will not betray your covenant even if you can't over come the suffering and the shame !!
                                  Leave if you want to leave. 
     I won't explain the love in my heart to you My heart will be patient for the sadness of sadness-es
I learned in your absence how to deal with suffering I learned in your absence how to hide my weakness
                                Leave if you want to leave. 
     To me you are like frolicsome twilight you hang around the whole ways of departure
Like a wounded sparrowhawk you traveled with no pavement of peace...
Assassinate all forms of connection and thunder with reminiscence
Oh my love
                             Leave if you want to leave.
     every time I remembered and called you the cry weeped  for hearing me crying
and every time I looked at you the memories destroyed my entire entity And the nostalgia made a short cut straight to my heart
And the trailer of memories returned to tear the cuts of my aches
Tell me my love ? what if tears streamed down ! down on the cheeks who would clear those tears out ?                             Leave if you want to leave.
     Tell me ? what if the phantom of breakdown chased me behind the whole way of loss ?
Where shall I find shelter ? and where the end will be ?
Tell me what if the birds left my sky.. heading to the skyline of ruins ..?
Who would bring the singing of Bulbuls again?
                              Leave if you want to leave. 
     How can I draw a way of eternal bestowal  .... without your hand that support mine ! if it ever stumbled with demise ?
Tell me who would draw me of the detail of his features: for me to see the truth after the vanishing of mirage ?
                               Leave if you want to leave.       
Who would bring me back prudence after being foolish .
.... for my sake ..listen to my speech as it comes in one tone, a symphony of remembrance that I made you own !!!
And don't ask me if I miss you and miss being with you instead, Look between the line of your hands you will find me a prisoner fighting between my destiny and my choice !
Breath deeply ! you will find me as a very little atom fighting its parallels to find its way to you
Close your eyes !my phantom won't vanish from your fantasy !!
                               Leave if you want to leave.
    When I run away from the world none sense to you... touch the air you'd definitely feel my present
I am part of your entity I am some of you, I am entirely you, I am you !!
Gather my dispersion ! and sprinkle it on the layers of substantial pain if you decided to leave !
light up the night lamp in the daylight hours as the day light won't look like normal day no longer in the eyes.
     Cover me with the garment of remembrance as the cold will then breach of warmth and break up the ribs of nostalgia !! Leave if you want to leave... But let your departure be to the land of reunion not the land of neglect and lose !!
Be a home to me as I am orphan with no home, homeless drizzle with pain, I am a wound  !!
I am a wound with the feature of a human ! so be to me The way being homes feels like