A lie!

A lie!

We live in a lying world…. we live in a lie. 

People kill each other for a lie

Invaders conquer countries for a lie

Preachers control their followers with a lie

Leaders govern their people with a lie

Lovers use their love to lie

People lie to each other until they die!

We try to convince ourselves, to believe in something.  This something is just a lie

I myself cannot post these texts to everywhere.  They will accuse me with many lies

I am fed up with the lie!

Freedom is a lie

What we know is a lie

Death is a lie

Pure love is a lie

We live in a lie

We are a lie

I miss our house I miss our family I miss our gathering I miss our dog, I miss our five……Father’s Rocks are crying, the trees are moaning and the green palm is sad. They all wait for us to arrive but our arrival is just a lie…

Baghdad - a city destroyed by a lie…… I miss you. But maybe this feeling begins to be fake - is becoming a lie.

Poor is the city

Poor are the people who live in this lie

Poor is the person who sets these lies

Poor, the historian who writes with the pen of a lie.

They who say you are honey, you are sugar that melts with a thread of the morning light, just speak with the words of lies.

They who say I am the orchard of my lover’s life, the temple of their heart.... I say, your words are just a lie...

Maybe, If you become transparent to me and so do I, maybe we can reduce the LIE!

Maybe, if I read your mind and you read mine, we can be rid of the LIE! ....

Maybe, if we can go back to that era, that witnessed the first LIE, and prevent its birth maybe there will be no LIE...

I want to be free I want to be light....

I am running to nowhere…..but I keep running till I will end up with a wall, its blocks made by LIES, They said behind this false wall is a li[f]e supposed to be better than this li[f]e

Listen to me….You ....who once gazed at the sky!

What you saw was just a lie!

I was joyous before I came from the sky…

One day I was a celestial star that hit this earth and has dwelt with these lies.

Take me from here … but I don't know where to go…. I don’t know where to sing the last song and where to die....

I still have time to do the farewell procession and give birth to the orchids that may blossom before I say goodbye.

I AM the L i [F] e !!!           I AM the L i [F] e !!!

To prove that to YOU see the first letter of my name.... my [F], as without this [F] li [F]e is just a LIE!

For now I say to you goodbye and wait for my blossoms through my cry, which makes the river rich with water, that reflects the blue sky.

I AM the Glorious [F]arah

I Am the LI [F] E

22/01/2016