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