Eyes

A pair of eyes
Right and left
A women and a man
When she blinks, he blinks

Look like the same but just identic
They are different
Two identities in a person
But one reason for life
A pair of eyes

Dear Little Brother

It’s been a month since my brother’s birthday. But I will write this for him anyway. Today when I watch him playing football with my dad I realize that my brother is getting old, day by day.

I still remember the smell of your first baby cologne
First time when I hold you on my arms as a little man
Crawling and I always take you to sleep in my room
You were that little man, my dear brother

Human (Pray for Aleppo)

We are the one who made a choice
Are we gonna open our eyes?
Or being blind?
Are we gonna wipe their tears?
Or drink their blood?
Are we gonna hug them?
Or slaughter them?
Are we gonna take their hands?
Or just don’t care?

Aleppo
Another blood for the devil
One more story about barbaric desire
A wound for humanity
Thousands tears of innocent