THE BIRD Is Voice of Love and Peace

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Selfish World

Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani

© 2015 by THE BIRD(

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(

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


Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
© 2014 by THE BIRD(

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.
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.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Jordan Tourism Trails (JTT)

By: Dr. Yousef Zreagat
Tour guide since 1995
Founder of Jordan Tourism Trails concept
National coordinator of Abraham Path Imitative Trail
Manager of Old Testament Research Center
Writer of “In the Footsteps of Lawrence of Arabia and Emir Faisal”  

Jordan Tourism Trails extend on the land of Jordan from the lowest point in earth (Dead Sea, 417 m. below sea level) up to highest points in Jordan (Um Aldammi and Jabal Rumm). They also extend through rich and unique Biblical stories, nature reserves, adventures and historic sites.
Jordan Tourism Trails Characteristics and advantages:

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Silky Song

Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
© 2014 by THE BIRD(

Silky skin that flows like warm rain
Builds its nest in my soul and brain
Such a bird
Or an old song lyrics
How to deal with space and absence
When you leave:
When I miss Silky white
Like trees sink in dust of life
 Seek for a moment of love:
Silky white
Silky brown
Silky song and mushy light
Gives me hope to feel warm
And fly in the crazy dream
Silky skin attracts the dusk
Then flames the wooden soul
When you touch, you will feel
When you feel you will be strange
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