THE BIRD Is Voice of Love and Peace

Friday, July 24, 2015

Horrible love




Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani


© 2015 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)

My beautiful friend who I lost in the mysterious oak forest
Comes every day like a beautiful scary dream
Her face is like the face of the Lord
But her voice is like voice of devil
I tried to kiss her, but her voice blew my fragile joints
My desire was roused to sing in the valleys of madness
With too high sound touches all hungry children in this despicable world
I want to live happy
But I also want children to rejoice
To embrace life
Who changed my sweetheart voice?
Who closed the way of hope?
I know, I will not restore my dream

Thursday, July 2, 2015

I LOVE YOU



                                Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
To the marvelous Karine
I will not divide my dream into small parts to keep you here near my heart
You will always stay like a sun enlarging my vision of love
I will not respond to villains who spoiled the world
Because I read this call deeply in your eyes
Without you
How to live
And how to love
***
One day, when I was near the high waves of the sea
An angel came through the dusk and told me
That I can have everything there
In the world of love
Just send my voice to you
Through a childish song
Hands outstretched towards me will find its destination
When dead people's spirits wish to come back here

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Selfish World






Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani


© 2015 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)



Far away, behind sea
There is an island called
"Sad spirits island"
There you can hear crying spreads all over the world
Children without horizon
Ships without captain
Sea without gulls
There you can find friends
Who give you hope and peace
No matter, if they lost their dreams
No matter, if they became a screw in the big machine of miserable world
And now without this journey
You can see the harvest of words
Nobody will give you more than words
So, build your home of lie promises
Fill your stomach of nice verses
And meditate at the sky to find your share in the selfish world

Saturday, April 18, 2015

A weapon is not a gun



Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
 © 2014 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)


A weapon is not a gun
Not a sword
It is the word that remains after blood and criminals die
 even if their ghosts stay
When I become surrounded by fire from all sides
How do I express my feeling
I know that the trees see me
I know that the dream is far away, but I sing in spite of everything
Happiness is my tune before the emergence of criminals
Even if my soul leaves my body
I will not go away
I will stay in the fog of the story
Always live my dream
***
A weapon is not a gun
Not a sword
It is the word that remains after blood and criminals die
 even if their ghosts stay

Friday, November 28, 2014

TICKING TIME BOMB


Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
© 2014 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)

 
The world these days seems like ticking time bomb, nobody knows when it will explode. The population is growing, the poverty is growing, and myths control everything. scientists live in their Isolated laboratories, one day they will be killed by lunatics who are spread exotic ideas everywhere.
Do you think that the future of the Earth will be bright and the next will be better than ever, I do not think so, we have administered our land much worse than it was by Dinosaurs, humans destroyed the environment, and spread hatred and selfishness. Love became an artifact sleeps in an Old Museum, more than that: wealthy people can buy love for themselves and for their children as any cheap commodity.
Damn...
When will we able to tame human being, that strange bad creature with unbridled greed that does not stop at an end, he turned the nature to industrial colors on a stupid computer screen, and destroyed the original copy of all.
 How to go far away from all this madness?
 No doubt, those poor children are going to mysterious future.