Dive Into The Sea, Or

The Word Is A Bouncing Ball The Ruler Throws From His Balcony. The Word Has Been A Shot Of Morphine. Rulers Calm Their People With Speeches.

In The Summer I Stretch Out On The Shore And Think Of You. Had I Told The Sea What I Felt For You, It Would Have Left Its Shores, Its Shells, Its Fish, And Followed Me.

The Female Doesn't Want A Rich Man Or A Handsome Man Or Even A Poet, She Wants A Man Who Understands Her Eyes If She Gets Sad, And Points To His Chest And Say : 'here Is Your Home Country.'

Dive Into The Sea, Or Stay Away

Love In The Arab World Is Like A Prisoner, And I Want To Set (it) Free. I Want To Free The Arab Soul, Sense And Body With My Poetry. The Relationships Between Men And Women In Our Society Are Not Healthy.