I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I’ve been knocking from the inside.

Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!

Keep on knocking
'til the joy inside
opens a window
look to see who's there

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There are lovers content with longing.
I’m not one of them.

A wealth you cannot imagine
flows through you.
Do not consider what strangers say.
Be secluded in your secret heart-house,
that bowl of silence.

When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.

I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

لعل الأشياء البسيطة .. هي أكثر الأشياء تميزا
ولكن .. ليست كل عين ترى

What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.

No one can tell if I’m laughing or weeping.

I wonder myself.

We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.

Is your face a beautiful blossom
or a sweet torture?
I have no complaints
but my heart is tempted
to let you
hear of its sorrows.