it's me

it's me
it's a special day for me in one of the oldest streets in morocco(eloudaya)
# Posted on Monday, 21 July 2008 at 7:46 PM
Edited on Friday, 25 July 2008 at 7:39 AM

moi leila et steph

moi leila et steph
it's the day of morocco music awards leila and i hadn't missed the occasion to take a pic with the king of ragga
steph ragga man
# Posted on Monday, 21 July 2008 at 7:16 PM
Edited on Monday, 21 July 2008 at 7:39 PM

huda and leila

huda and leila
this is my best friend leila .i can't breathe without her
# Posted on Monday, 21 July 2008 at 12:46 PM

just remember 04/04/2008

just remember 04/04/2008
here 's to the man who wants to commit suicide

just remeber

before you defeat the wild desire for life

just remember

ho w many books you haven't read yet

just remember

how many songs you haven't listened to yet

just remember

how many lips you haven't made made shake yet

are you ready to live forever

just remember

if you are alive,you can smile,dance,sob,retch,and cry loudly

just remember

how much you will miss the noise of cars,the soaring prices,and the bitterness of
sorrow

just remember

how much the earth will miss your shadow

just remember

to what extend the mark of your brave cowardice will affect your history

just remember

the unfair exchange you will make,you will buy life to sell relief

just remmeber

your contribution to add up a new death certificate to the list of fate

just remember

your life is the sole flower which has withered adjacent to the most fertilizing river(life)

just remember

some will make of you the hero of a legend of violating your right ofbeing alive,while others
will jail you behindthe bars of abjection

just remember

your perplexed image will never vanish from our poorly souls

just remember

your attempt will be the most heard screaming during your whole life

just remember

your deaf withrawal will prove your existence even if you won't exist anymore

just remember

your surrender wimm show obviously how much life is beast

just remember

everybody will be wondering if it is the right path to inhale a pure ending s¤tart

just remember

yourfuneral will be a big ques¤tion mark

your cemetery will be so dark,and so tight,so that you cannot relax

just remember
your fearless body will be put in a inanimate coffin, which won't reply you

just remember

the empty places you went to where alive,will be witnesses of your failure and your task's defect to practice humanity

so just remember before you become forgotten





# Posted on Monday, 21 July 2008 at 12:09 PM
Edited on Monday, 21 July 2008 at 12:42 PM

a poem about moroccan wedding 16/01/2008

a poem about moroccan wedding  16/01/2008
to describe this ceremony is intangible

women preen themselves not to be invisible

men are drunk which is traditionally not suitable

desperate elderly fellows doesn't think it's incredible

children are given legal drugs to hibernate,it's inacceptable

some policemen are there,everything is possible

fat women move their colossal bodies with brag,they think it's remarquable

titbit and gossip dominate,it's recognizable

the bride is coming,the fact of being comely is debatable

old unmarried women are staring at the bride hoplessly,nor life neither the bride towards

them are hospitable

their dirty look of envy doesn't make them loveable

after devouring the meals greedily,they incriminate the cook as being unreliable

in spite of her grin,the bride's fear is noticeable

she wonders if the pain will be bearable

the smell of alchool, perfume,and perspiration are bent,so it's uncomfortable

moroccan wedding is beautifully horrible
# Posted on Saturday, 19 July 2008 at 10:39 PM