Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Saturday, April 18, 2009

I miss writing in Arabic

I used to write in Arabic. Actually this is how it all started. When I first got into university, you know, rebel, politics, life, freedom, new things, Lebanese University and its problem, teenagers going on adults, majors in Lebanon...

I started writing and writing in Arabic. It's the best thing to write when you are driven by something. I used to read a lot of political books. The first was "7oub wa mawt fi Bayrout" it was for a foreign journalist who said was Bachir Gemayel's mistress.

I tried to write for a student newspaper, I gave my article to a friend so he can give it to them so they would publish it, the article was about the disorientation students receive before picking their major that will define their career, the choices they have, and the lack of opportunities, etc... It was a long article. Anyway the article never really got there, but once, I was checking a monthly edition and I found a small piece of text written by that friend that was about the same issue as my article's.

So anyway, let me show you a poem I wrote almost a decade ago. It's in Arabic.

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And in order for me to go back to writing in Arabic, I need to read books written in Arabic again. I have become dumb in Arabic, it's a shame.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

bi ma inno tarakna

bi ma inno tarakna
bi ma inno tarakna el 7ayet hiye yalli tmashina
w mish ni7na nmashiya w n2ella wein badna nrou7 w amtin badna nrou7
bi ma inno tarakna
bi ma inno tarakna 7alna nenjar
nenjar bi kil shi mfakrin 7alna inno meskino w inno kil shi under control
bi ma inno tarakna
bi ma inno tarakna el moujtama3 y2assir fina
w y2elna kif netsarraf w 7ad aya point 3ala hal check list lezim n7ot juste

tarakna? eh
bass mish lezim netreka teflout min idna
3am be7ke 3an el 7ayet.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Are you scared?

Are you scared that you will get a bad grade on your exam tomorrow?
Are you scared you wrote your homework with the wrong pen?
Are you scared you didn't finish your task on time?
Are you scared you won't get that loan for that car you supposedly like?
Are you scared you won't get to hear someone call you mama, or papa?
Are you scared you won't be "successful" and make that enormous salary that people will be jealous of?
Are you scared you won't be able to buy that new set of leather sofa for your feng shui living room?
Are you scared you won't find that shoes to die for, in your size?
Are you scared you will hear someone criticize your un-branded jeans?
Are you scared you will look "natural"?
Are you scared you fucking stupid piece-of-art fool?