November: Crimson sun

It’s November, the weather is still hot but it will surely get cold on the end of the month. I can’t wait to start studying again. Everything was pure on a day before sunsets, and I’m trying to restore that solid moments of happiness. The leaves are fallen and prepare it self to a new cycle. I’m going to write with my tears, I don’t have other time to live. It’s time to bring the best in us, live wholly and truly. We are still young and I want to age gracefully, shine brighter through the years. It’s a vision that I created for myself, I want to live through pressed flowers, lavender breath, sweet November air with smells of books and fruits on a rainy day. It’s the sensational life that we observe first and what lie a head it’s a reflection of the mind, in its essence and its complexity. I want to write so I can see myself on papers; diagnose myself and find my identity between the letters. It’s for you who I write and me who I see. So, open your eyes gently and breath under the oak tree, you’re the king of your path. It’s you who I dream of, your lips presses against mine, you smell of oud and umber on jasmine, you told me you will never leave me, you told me I was like honey, years gone by now and I knew with time as it passes by that I will never here your voice again. Here I am covering my eyes with one hand in an empty room full of only darkness, I don’t want to hear voice, I don’t want to hear a voice.

May: Spring’s blossom 

Wednesday, May 3rd, I feel like I am really clear and honest with myself and this reflects on how I talk and pursue things, I was having a conversation with a friend I don’t know much about him, he told me something and he ask me after a long talk about his lover that didn’t want him, a question about the beauty of the body and how it belongs to our desires and I answered him with: of course sensuality is part of art and art reflects our feelings and desires. Monday, 8th of May, some people act weirdly, and I’m trying to understand them. You don’t have to be pathetic just because I’m smarter than you, this is what happened with the same person I’ve previously mentioned, he kept misbehaving and I give him a second chance but he kept repeating what I’m saying with stupid and childish way, last thing I said to him is ‘can I know what’s wrong with you?’ And he repeated my sentence and then I blocked him forever and I’m feeling relieved. Sunday 14th of May, my mom were out today from hospital, she’s totally fine and in good health, we celebrated this occasion specially that it’s Mother’s Day today, I would like to thank her for everything she did to us, we love you mom. I started writing many poems these days after a long discontinuation, hopefully I will release a book of them next year. Wednesday 17th of May, I get to know Faisal Hijazi, he’s a new friend, I knew him from some Arabic program “app” for chatting, we are talking for two days now and he shocked me yesterday with weird demand. He’s going to open a gym soon and he wants somebody to do financial analysis besides money laundering and he told me I can trust you with that! For me, money laundering is a huge economical crime and for everyone with a moral sense and also it brings many issues that effect the country’s economy, so I refused and I asked him why would he do such thing? Faisal is a very thoughtful kind of person and he’s a doctor beside being a gamer. Tuesday, May 23rd, Faisal is so sweet with me and he loves me a lot, he said also to me ‘marry me?’ and I told him I like you and I want to be with you but I don’t want to get married now, I’m still young and I need to finish my bachelors degree first. I started writing many poems this month, it’s not usual but hopefully I will keep that to the next year so I can release my book with them, here is some.

May of flowers
it happens to be a poet
at this time of the year
I will redraw my lines
and rebreathe the air
would you help me?
I’m tired and lonely
I have lost the alphabet
and lost myself with it
it happens to be a girl
at this time
in this universe
water nymph and wild
it happens to be me
myself, nobody else
I would repeat the song
and redraw the lines

Another one:
He awaits for her
everything in his place reminds him
of their moments together
the golden watch,
her hands,
and her pleasant smile
such an innocent face;
he said,
while she was absorbing
the green light in his eyes
tenderly touches her lips,
after he kissed her,
and they talked about sentiments,
their first attachments
he goes to work
and he awaits for her

And I wrote this because we are moving to a new home, hopefully in the coming months, I’m so excited about this and hope for the best for me and my family.

Driven down by desires
facing my ancient home
soon we will be away
from here
from our memories,
things we built together,
to a new beginning
and a new dawn to rise

This’s the poems that I want to share but there’s many other poems that are really beautiful, I’m still a beginner in writing and I will push my self always towards improvement. Thursday, May 25th I didn’t saw but the flags of Saudi Arabia and United States on the streets and unfortunately I’m not part of Riyadh’s Arab Islamic-American summit so I can’t talk about it, but I wanted to document this remarkable event in my journals so I could remember it later, and also to be part of recording history in its simplest form. Saturday, 27th of May, its Ramadan today and we are happy celebrating this holy month’s traditions, from cooking to chatting with friends and watching tv programs. I just want to mention that we had our first fight me and that doctor Fasial and I don’t know where things are going from now, he wants to talk to me on the phone although I told him that I don’t have a phone number at the moment.

April: Ageless paper

It’s 12:26 pm Tuesday 11th of April and I’m drinking coffee and listening to La boheme by Charles Aznavour, thinking about my mom and how she reached a level where we can’t provide any help, sadly to note that she totally lost her mind, she gone insane and I didn’t want to talk about that in my diaries but I must let it out and just speak about it. She imagines that she is eating bugs and filthy things, she thinks that everyone comes around our home is a magician or a witch and they want to hurt her. Wednesday, 12th of April 2:33 French melodies in my ear again, drinking green tea, time flies, years gone by, the memories are the only thing that remains. I don’t know what to do for my mom, of course I won’t tell her you are insane! But I will try to be diplomatic always, and do whatever she wants me to do, if it makes her happier and satisfied, I don’t know if I mentioned this in my previous journals but I started working for oriflame company, it’s Swedish and they produce and provide us with 100% natural cosmetics and skincare products. Thursday, 13th of April, I realized how much I changed through years, I’m not who I am when I was 17 or even last year, I became more aware of art and beauty, I started enjoying music more, searching for painters and loving Vilhelm Hammersoi paintings while I was a mad communist in my teenage years! I feel me in every detail and tune, I feel myself when I’m around the sunshine and seas surrounding me, I feel who I am in every deep breath and existential moment.
Saturday, 15th of April, and back at home again after one day spent in hospital with my mom, hope she will be fine as soon as possible. She’s old know and needs tens-full caring routine, hope I would be able to return a little bit of what she have done to us all this years, I love you mom although you are horrible and unbearable sometimes. Sunday, 16th of April, hearing an excerpt audio recorded of a speech given by Noam Chomsky in June 1998 in Canada, its incredible and absolutely helpful in my field, after that I watched a 1:55 hour conversation on privacy, between Noam Chomsky, Edward Snowden and Glenn Greenwald, revealing all secrets of government behavior against its citizens. I don’t ask for help from anyone, I’ve never done this and I will never do it. I won’t expect something from anyone, even the closest people to me, my father, the closed minded, thus he will never understand what a human being is and what does human rights means, or what’s the horrible actions that was done by our government, he will never understand the right to a free mind, privacy like Snowden said once. I will be able to stand on my own feet one day stronger. Yesterday, I finished a book for Mikhail Niamey and it was so beautiful and beyond description, I can classify it under philosophy but it’s more than that and I learned from it a lot.
Thursday, 27th of April is a very special day to me, today I met my first love, my one and only, the love of my life, a page that will never be folded, no matter how years pass and no matter how we grow old and our memories grow with us. On this day last year, we talked, and we kissed, we made love and we left ourselves to be carried to the unknown. My dearest love, wherever you are, I send you warm regards as the sun’s heat over the ocean.
Days ago, I’ve been instantly surprised by a confession from a friend on the internet, he’s 26 years old, Taurus, writer and poet, and he lives in Alqatif, Alsharqiyah, Saudi Arabia. Give me a chance with you, he said, I want to be with you, he said. I told him: I’m not ready for a relationship at the moment and I will be around if you wanted to talk, he wasn’t satisfied with that and he said: I want to see you, I told him: I send you pictures of me it’s not enough? And he replies with yes, it’s not enough! And I am now in a very embarrassing situation, I don’t know what should I tell him, I don’t want to break his feelings or his heart and he already knew that I don’t care about him! I will let things to go and to take its normal place through time, I’m drifting in this life, I don’t know where to go or what to seek.