Voice of Love and Peace

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

From children of Gaza

Here in the middle east
Human rights became a big lie
Nobody understand anything
Nobody can stop killing
Even civilized world
Supports the crimes
Planes attack children
Weapons sound over and over
Love can't hover
The conscience of the world died
Here with a child in Gaza
In the last occupied land in the world
Are there alive people in this world?

Is there a sound  for justice?
Can anyone hear the sound of death
Can anyone smell burned bodies
Then for the history: where are you? 

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Mary: Angel on Wheelchair

Written By: Ali Taha Alnobani

© 2014 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)

My innocent friend with her wild eyes
Wandering by her wheelchair
In the savage city
Oh my God
Aren't there windows for hope to come?
Aren't there songs for birds with no wings?
Aren't there mountains to carry burdens?
I wish if I could change your luck
I love confrontation in your eyes
And your insistence to success
Despite everything
Like Mary in heaven
She has a dream and a lovely fanciful child
Prophet giving happiness
The wheel of the wheelchair is orbiting
And the life is orbiting
But no mercy in the savage city
Whatever you are
Whatever the time say
I will try another way
Surly faces won't stop my steps
Smile won't leave my lips
Because I trust in love
Hey Mary
Give me your hand
I will build with you a new dusk
For hope and mercy
We will stay
Despite cruelty like a love tree

Friday, May 9, 2014


Written by : Ali Taha Alnobani

© 2014 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)

I'm regret to tell you
we're regret to tell you
she is ... and he is regret to tell you
That you are unlucky person
the street hates your walk
your rich soil turned to chalk
the tree fall over your dream
the book became black without any lines
It is time to say: damn
someone started the end,  you ended it
somewhere took the luck
after you just left
how you can shift?

Sunday, April 20, 2014

The Whirlwind

Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
Nature and Life Vision

© 2014 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)

The bride who lived here fifteen years ago
Died yesterday
A bevy of colorful birds flew in her funeral
Her little kids were fondling a hungry cat
Till the soil snap it
Women on the night of farewell
Were casting some of there details in the passing moment
And as the first night exactly
I adored here forever
She was always sitting near the dewy vine
Combing her long hair
And fondling the spring flowers
Before the dust erupt on the small bulbs
The snake with flaming eyes
And attractive shape
Stands above a smooth rock
Like a whirlwind
Behind here, there were hills of fresh visions
And transparent mist
Paths slalom between doddering mountains' oak
And circled songs
Her skin is Old Persian rug
Her majestic head
Touring in skyline's clutches
And sleeps in the pathways of stars
For how long
The brave knight returns deceived?
With tales of disappointment and pain flowing from his sword
For how long
Volatility of seasons drinks from his voice
Sipping the whiteness of bride's dress
And whiteness of shroud
My sweetheart
The voice of flute became husky
And a dark cloud exploded inside my veins
A bite of coldness flamed my ancient yearning
My head was a thorn in the big world
How to waste my desire, to run among rugged paths
How to stretch my hand towards heaven
And embrace Juniper trees when they shone over my soul like a green god
Over a smooth rock
And stand like whirlwind

Saturday, April 12, 2014

My Other Half

Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani

© 2014 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)

I know that you are somewhere in this wide world
And through my concerned spirit
I say:
Hello my other half
I love you always
I wish to melt my soul in yours
To see what you are seeing in your eyes
To collect our mysterious minute from your warm arms
 To embrace sunshine together
Hello my other half
I want to prevent life from deceiving us
Birds will not call devils
Flowers won't be near rifles
Happiness will mix my glow with yours
To create our mysterious love story
And fly there beyond the foggy blank space
I won't leave your hand
I won't leave looking at your eyes
Because we will have one spirit
With multi songs
Flying in the world of love and peace

Saturday, March 22, 2014

The Guilty World

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

Human monster who is decorated with colored clothes
Hair Polisher and shampoo
With a small stomach expands to the world
Eats his friends dreams
Feeds on an exhausted child
I feel sorry that I understood this world too late
and found myself a tiny bite in the monster's mouth
What a stupid poet!
Talking about love and peace in a guilty world!
Review your internal world
You will find the monster
Can you kill him to find paradise?

Can YOU?!

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Disappointed call

Dear readers
We started this project three years ago aiming at cultural exchange with those who are interested in knowing more about the middle east culture, since it is the core of all wars and unrest of the world. We tried to present the simple and true mentality through tales and poems.
We expected to have many responses from all over the world to expand the channels of communication and to bridge the gaps that prevented human beings from seeing the commons and humane aspects that will get us closer.  
Unfortunately, responses were cold and did not encourage us to continue our noble project, especially when we didn't find any chance to expand our project to interact with other cultures properly. Also we didn't receive any positive feedback or invitation to talk about our project and vision that might enable us to communicate our message to recipients especially in the western culture.

THE BIRD's family
Ali Taha Alnobani :     alitnobani@gmail.com
Fateh Kassab:        fatehkassab@gmail.com