Open Head

No peace of mind

Just a clutter of voices

Telling different stories

Insider my head

Making me upset and tired

At the same time

Just let me sleep

No Dreaming claims life’s

Doggerland

The coast is lost

The safe haven gone

The rising water

Changed everything

Our beloved land

Now under water

For thousand of years

To come,

Hiding our monuments

And our ancestors dreams

The barren cliffs and marshes

Will be ours to keep

Fighting the sea and

The others

Green Spring

Life starts again after a long winter

Long nights and the

Gray days are coming to its end

The hope returns

Madness is created

In the sunshine of spring

Lust and return to life

Is a hard and beautiful thing

Lost Soul of The Ghoul

I am a man whose soul has been raped by God

Walking around this world

Searching for the Sufi shrine

That is gone long time ago

Living in the city of light

The city of big reasons and

Total improvement

I am as lost here in the north

As you are in the south

The hot and dusty spaces

In Cairo

Eternal conflict, grey dim light

Of a billion grains of dust

Moving around waiting for

Destruction and

Recreation

In Search

I am looking

For my tribe

Being so lonely

In this world

Maybe it is

Gone or never was

The Search goes on

Until I find

Peace of mind

Answer to Shame

I am on the run

From the shame of being

Such a bad father

Being such an incompetent son

And impotent lover as well

No one loves my soul

I am so bad

And I am so tired of being

Projected as bad for not fulfilling

Other people’s dreams

I am not bad

Just the answer to your projections

What are we?

In our journey of finding ourself

We sometimes find our self in strange places

Like an old car or very bad bar

In the journey of the self

All of our efforts may be to no use

We don’t know

Still we try

Because the alternative is

Eternal dullness