Poetic Birds

#fadybouaz  I Will Remain  They deleted all my poems, telling me they were against their rules, but I always write about love, peace, humanity, and goodness,  If they are as they told me, what are their rules? But, by the will of God Almighty,  I will remain,  even if they delete all my accounts,  and erase my poems, as they have done repeatedly, my words will continue to call out in the wind: Love, peace, humanity, and goodness, always.  They will remain engraved in the hearts of the innocent people,  in the tears of mothers and in the pain of children, memories that never die, through time، and through the pain of this fleeting world. Even if they kill me, I will not die,  my words are me, and they will continue to beat in pure souls, fluttering like a bird of light above the ruins. I will remain immortal,  as a humanitarian cry, like the glow of an inextinguishable star, never silent, never defeated, because it was created from my pain, and from my love for every human being. And I ...

#fadybouaz  Post: My Story of Discrimination and Account Deletion I am an Arab writer and poet, and I have faced immense injustice when my accounts on Facebook, Instagram, and WhatsApp were deleted without prior warning. My poems were removed, and I was banned from using these platforms, even prevented from using Facebook Messenger and WhatsApp to communicate with my loved ones.   After attempting to share my story on Twitter (X), my account there was also suspended, only to be reinstated on the condition that I remain silent! I feel that these actions are part of a discriminatory scheme against me because I am Arab.   Today, I have decided to speak out about this injustice and seek justice. I have returned to using platforms like WordPress, LinkedIn, MeWe Vero, Reddit, Medium, Substack, Teams and Bluesky, to share my poems and my story. I believe that rights cannot be taken away forever, and that justice will prevail.   This is proof of how dangerous it is for someone like Mark Zucke...

#fadybouaz  My Love for You I am like a moon in love Looking at his beloved, the distant star With eyes of great love and longing. But my distant precious dear beloved, Look at me, Very unfortunately,  I am like the moon, Whiteness covers me, You shine with beauty, And the distance between me and you is so, so great, There is no hope at all  For a meeting brings us together.  But though I am very sad, In my cold solitude far from you, I do not regret loving you, Because for me, Love without hope Is the best kind of love. I will go far away Very, very soon, My great love for you will be my shroud,  To be reborn A lover of you, So my faithful love for you will be  My death and my birth. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 28/6/2025  #fadybouaz حبي لكِ  أنا مثل قمر عاشق ينظر إلى محبوبته النجمة البعيدة بعيون الحب والشوق الكبيرين. ولكن يا حبيبتي العزيزة الغالية البعيدة، انظري إلي، للأسف الشديد أنا مثل القمر، البياض يغطيني، وأنت تشعين جمالًا، والمسافة بيني وبينك كبيرة جدًا جدًا، لا ...

#fadybouaz  Because My Fate Is To Be I don't live like others, My life is always: A continuous struggle between its harsh circumstances And the duty I was born for, A fierce battle between constant suffering And the inspiration from the heavens for me to write and spread its words, For I always believe I exist for that. Therefore, no matter how bad my financial or health conditions are, I continue to write and publish, As if I am performing my last mission. Therefore, when I feel extremely weak, And that I don't have enough strength to do it, I encourage myself, saying: Perhaps this is my last day, And perhaps this is my last poem, And I must not depart Before writing and publishing it, So I exert all remaining effort to do so, And when I finish, Despite the fatigue and pain, I feel contentment and joy, Because I have performed the mission For which I was born. Because my fate is to be The pen of the heavens, the earth, and what lies between them, A voice for love, peace, human...

#fadybouaz  In Loving You My precious dear beloved, Continue to plant your image In the garden of my heart, So that I may always remain A prisoner of my loyal love for you, With complete surrender, Without escape. From between the walls, I look at you With eyes that know love for none but you.  In my prison, Every shadow whispers your name, And every wall bears your image, So don't ask why I didn't try to escape, My heart, which is your prisoner, Found its freedom in loving you. So, my precious dear beloved, Continue to captivate my soul,  In its adoration for you,  To remain always and forever  A prisoner of my loyal love for you, Soaring around you And saying to you: I love you, I love you,  Your beautiful eyes Are my prison and my freedom In loving you,  To infinity. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Friday 27/6/2025  #fadybouaz في الحب لك يا حبيبتي العزيزة الغالية، استمري بزرع صورتك في حديقة قلبي، كي أبقى دومًا سجين حبي المخلص لك، بكل استسلام، بدون هروب. من بين الجدران، أ...

#fadybouaz  I have a beautiful dream. I try to live simply and reduce consumption as much as possible,  I only buy what I need and avoid wasting food, water, and electricity,  I turn off excess lights and use what I have with love and gratitude,  I conserve water as if I am protecting the pulse of life,  Every drop of it saves a life, revives a land, and quenches an unseen thirst,  I reuse what I can, and I try to give things a second life instead of throwing them away,  I try to be compassionate toward nature and people,  I don't squander or overspend,  I live content and satisfied with what I have, thanking the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful, for what I have,  Because I believe that sustainability is not just environmental, it is also respect for blessings, mercy for people, and integrity in dealing with life. I have a beautiful dream, like a wish for the good of all. Global unity and a unified global economy. We produce only what we need to survive, nothing more. No greed, no ...

#fadybouaz  Don't Forget  They say the sweetest water is that which you drink when extremely thirsty, And the most delicious food is what you eat when truly hungry. But don't forget to mention the name of Allah Almighty before you eat or drink, And don't forget to thank Him when you finish, For the word "Alhamdulillah" (Praise be to Allah) signifies contentment and satisfaction with what God has given us, For it always makes Everything we have so beautiful, And everything we eat so delicious.  And don't forget the saying of our Master Jesus Christ, peace be upon him: "Man does not live by bread alone." So, don't forget your brothers and sisters in humanity who are in need of your help. Give them from what Allah has given you, So that Allah may be pleased with you, And His blessings may continue upon you. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Thursday 26/6/2025  #fadybouaz لا تنسى يُقال إن أعذب ماء هو ما تشربه عند العطش الشديد، وإن أشهى طعام هو ما ت...

#fadybouaz  My Answer  My Answer to the Question: "If you were forced to wear only one outfit again and again, what would it be?" If I had to wear one outfit forever, I wouldn’t choose anything from fashion runways, nor a brand stitched with the thread of arrogance,  I would choose the garment of humanity,  a simple robe woven with love, honesty, and mercy, wrapped in a shawl of peace and forgiveness. I would wear it until my last breath, because it never fades with time, poverty cannot tear it, and wars cannot stain it. It is the uniform of poets who own nothing but their words, who carry people's pain in their hearts, who stand against injustice, unarmed. I am a free poetic bird,  I am a humble poetic soul. I don’t need silk or ornaments,  it’s enough for me to be wrapped in values that are not for sale: Truth, love, peace, justice, and dignity. My robe is my voice. Its buttons are my words. Its threads are the tears of orphans. Its fabric is the heartbeat of a mother e...

#fadybouaz  I wish people would remember I am religiously neutral. I'm not with any religion, and I'm not against any religion. I believe in God, love, honesty, respect, loyalty, trust, humility, compassion, tolerance, sacrifice, cooperation, and peaceful coexistence, always. I am deeply saddened when innocent people die  for selfish, evil, and arrogant gains. God is the greatest love, and He is the only Creator of us all, everywhere. So why do we forget that? Why do we forget that we are all equal in the eyes of God, regardless of our religions, origins, languages, or skin color? Why do we continue to kill each other, again and again, endlessly? Why do we forget that killing and violence, are not the path to God's paradise, but rather the path to hell of eternal torment?  I wish people would remember: Do not kill. This is one of God's commandments to us. Do not kill, even in the name of God and His religions. Because true faith in God, and fear of Him, and contentment ...

#fadybouaz  When Prayer Fell in Blood In the house of the Lord, Souls were chanting peace, A mother holding her child's hand, An old man whispering a prayer, And the sound of bells rose, As if a supplication from the heart of the Earth to the sky. Then, Evil roared, Candles fell, The wall of faith trembled, And blood spilled on the pure ground, The blood of those who prayed, not bearing arms, Asking for nothing but mercy. Where was the Lord? Asks the child who survived, Asks the old woman who remained under the rubble, Asks the world that quickly forgets. But the Lord was not absent, The Lord wept with us, When man betrayed his humanity, When he cried His name while killing the innocent. O killer, You did not enter a church, You entered hell, And you were its gate. And believers will continue to pray, Perhaps with fear, and perhaps with tears, But they will pray, Because faith is not a bomb to be thrown, But a light that cannot be extinguished, And a truth that does not kill, but g...

#fadybouaz  I trust I trust that the darker the darkness. the more likely the light will appear. I trust God Almighty. even if I don't see him with my own eyes.  As I trust that the sun, even if it goes away,  it must go back,  to dispel the darkness and spread light and warmth. As I trust that love, even if I don't feel it in my heart. it is there,  and will one day triumph over hate to sow peace between souls. As I trust that goodness remains. Even if evil is widespread. and will defeat the wicked. conquer the oppressors. and triumphs over the oppressed. As I trust that we are not all wise, good, or just. or good, or just. but I trust that God speaks through the conscience of those who have mercy in their hearts. As I trust that humility is the purest way to trust and obey God. As I trust that Satan. because of his arrogance, he disobeyed his Lord. and his evil has spread to the creatures. Therefore, in my humility, I say: I am a humble poetic soul. I thank God very much for ...

#fadybouaz  A Dream of Peace I am a poetic bird, the pen of the sky, the whisper of angels, Writing the divine inspiration of goodness. I am a song of love and peace, Without racism, sectarianism, or discrimination, With justice, equality, prosperity, happiness, and humanity. I believe in God, love, honesty, respect, Loyalty, trust, humility, mercy, Forgiveness, sacrifice, cooperation, and peaceful coexistence always. My dream is simple, like hope itself, Like a branch blooming in good hearts,  That we may all live without division, Without the colors of hatred or endless disputes. A united world that embraces us all, Where love prevails with no racism, No sectarian barriers between hearts, And no gaze hardened by prejudice. Peace, justice, and true equality, A rightful share for every soul. Humanity lighting up our paths, Granting the world the glow of peace. Abundant blessings, the light of contentment, And hearts that fear the Lord above, Grateful always for life's gifts, For al...

#fadybouaz  My Memoirs in My Poetic Works My name is Fady BouAz, An Arab from Lebanon. I came into this life Many years ago, And when I began to speak, Questions started growing inside me: Why does this happen? Why doesn’t that happen? Why aren’t all things the same in this world? Why do the sun and the moon Follow me everywhere? I went to school And started to find Some answers to some questions, But many remained unknown. I was always among the first In my studies. Many looked at me with a smile, "I am the one a great future awaits," they said. But unfortunately, the civil war began. It destroyed everything, even my dreams, Tore apart my hopes for a bright future. We escaped death many times. Our house was destroyed and burned. We lived in many different places, Trying to escape the cruelty and destruction of war. After about ten years, We left for another country. After my family's house was destroyed, And many its members were wounded, And my beloved was killed, The o...

#fadybouaz  I Still Cry  I come from a country that suffered for a long time in a civil war. When I was young, it destroyed my dreams,  it killed my beloved without mercy,  it took my beautiful hope,  In a fierce battle in which missiles fell like rains of terror everywhere, killing and annihilating everything we love. That was the last time I saw my previous dear beloved,  she was afraid  running with her family, looking for a place to hide from a dark fate. but death took them into its bitter cold, to the world of memories, and left me alone, crying. And I still cry Whenever I remember how she was killed  who was my beautiful dreams,  and I still cry now, as I am writing,  and I can't find words  to express my sadness, to describe my disappointment, to tell of the great pain in my heart, and the great sadness in my soul. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 21/6/2025  #fadybouaz ما زلتُ أبكي أنا من بلدٍ عانى طويلاً في حربٍ أهلية، حين كنتُ صغيرًا، دُمّرت أحلامي، قُتلت حبيب...

#fadybouaz  We Can Create a Better Future  Unfortunately, wars ignite their fires,  With the loss of respect and injustice is practiced.  Differences in languages, cultures, and religion,   Have become walls that divide people.  History tells countless tragedies, Wars continue, great destruction, communities destroyed,   Dreams of peace buried under the rubble,   Humanity dying, injured or displaced,   Due to discrimination or the struggle for power and resources.  Ignorance and intolerance obscure souls and hearts,   Justice and fairness are neglected and forgotten,   Violence and destruction spread in a war that spares no one,  Peace fades away, along with respect and harmony.  But, after the darkness, the sun of hope rises,   Illuminating the despair, and its darkness fades away forever,   People resist, and rise from the ashes,   Demanding justice, calling for equality,   Reminding us that peace is the hope for stability,  We cannot change the past,   But we can create a better fut...

#fadybouaz  Cease Your Indifference  I still remember, with all my sorrow and a flood of tears, That mother with her child in the street, Seeking refuge under a scrap of nylon from the downpouring rain, Clutching her child to her cold body, covered in tattered clothes. She gazed at the sky, bewildered and weeping bitterly, As if she is saying : There is no mercy for us on Earth, nor in Heaven. I write now, and tears stream profusely from my eyes, I write so that my words may be a scream in the face of heartlessness, Proclaiming: Where is mercy? Where is love? Where is he who calls himself a human being? Where is faith in God? Where is the fear of Him? I ask you in the name of wounded humanity, Which weeps the blood of its innocent children in unbearable agony: How do you pray to God when you have forgotten that we are all His creatures? How do you raise your hands in supplication, When you have forgotten that God is Love, Peace, and Goodness?  Have you not heard His exalted words: ...

#fadybouaz  Scream O scream pierces the sky, O words carry the blood of the innocent, How can we not weep as we watch the world buried beneath the fires of wars? Very unfortunately,  human blood has become cheaper than the soil of the streets. Children have become numbers in the records of the dead, and mothers are burned daily on the altars of the political game.  But what can we do except scream? We are nothing but voices pulsing with rage and sorrow, trying to awaken the world's sleeping conscience. Yet the world shuts its eyes and sleeps to the silence of the dead. O masters upon thrones of fire, your history will be written by orphans and widows. You will be judged by the poems of revolutionaries, held accountable before the tears of mothers, before any court ever calls your name. We are not weak. True strength is to remain human in the heart of madness, to carry a heart that beats with love despite all this destruction. We will keep dreaming. We will keep writing. And we will...

#fadybouaz I Live Dead A long time ago, The angels took my dear love, a young, beautiful bride, to her wedding in heaven. They left me alone, with the unfulfilled dreams of my love for her. Since then, I have been living without my soul, who died, and the angels danced at her funeral. The hero was defeated by the cruel fate.  My dream's ship crashed by the savage winds of what is destined, and sank in the sea of despair, anchored at the bottom of sad loneliness. I live dead, without my dear love, waiting for the angels to come and take me to her, to sit as a groom beside the bride, my beloved. So that the day of my death will be the day of my joy, that I have waited for a long time, alone without her, after her departure, my dear love. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️ Thursday 6/5/2021  #fadybouaz  أنا أعيش ميتًا منذ زمن بعيد، أخذت الملائكة حبيبتي العزيزة، عروسًا شابة جميلة، إلى عرسها في السماء. تركوني وحيدًا، مع أحلام حبي التي لم تتحقق. ومنذ ذلك الحين، أعيش بلا روحي، التي ماتت، ...

#fadybouaz  A World Without War War is a fire that devours the land and hearts, Steals the dreams of childhood, Shatters the joy of their hopes, And destroys their life in safety and peace. It builds walls of fear, Suffocates the voice of peaceful coexistence, Separates people from one another, And makes the heart live in anxiety. We used to speak in languages that unite, We now shout with words that divide, And increase the division between us. We used to worship God in peace, We lived in colors like spring, But they made them into cages, And turned them into walls of conflict. How many children have become homeless? How many mothers await the absent ones?  How many pure souls Have fallen under the feet of destruction? In the shadows of ignorance and fanaticism, Justice dies, and right is lost, And the dream perishes in the eyes of the innocent. But, despite all this, Light still shines from the heart of darkness, And peoples rise despite the pain, Dreaming, resisting, and shouting wi...

#fadybouaz  Because I am  What do I prefer about myself?  Because I am a poetic bird, a humble poetic soul, a humanitarian poet, a rebel against injustice and ignorance, and I carry a message of love and peace in this wounded world, my answer could be: I prefer my sincerity to myself and my loyalty to my cause. I love that I have never abandoned humanity, even when I was wounded repeatedly. I write to be a voice for the voiceless, a spectrum of light in this world's darkness. I am a humble poetic soul, not seeking fame, but love, peace, and truth. I am a poetic bird, proud that I still fly with the wings of letters despite the storms, and that my words still blossom, even in broken hearts. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Tuesday 17/6/2025  #fadybouaz  لأني ما الذي أفضّله عن نفسي لأني طائر شاعري، روح شعرية متواضعة، شاعر إنساني، متمرد على الظلم والجهل، وأحمل رسالة حب وسلام في هذا العالم الجريحة، يمكن أن يكون جوابي : أفضّل في نفسي صدقي مع ذاتي، ووفائي لقضيتي. أحبّ فيّ أنني لم أتخل...

#fadybouaz  A Dream in the Heart of a Poetic Bird I dream of departing to a world where peace prevails,  No wars, no killing, no harm. A world whose currency is: Love, Mercy, Humanity, and Goodness. A world where tranquility dwells, and the Most Gracious is obeyed, Free from evil devilish games, That sow selfishness and feed arrogance for fleeting gains. I dream of a world Where every human knows that all are brothers and sisters in humanity, And that God is one, the Creator of all. A world where hearts unite despite different beliefs, And hatred and violence in the name of racism, sectarianism and ethnicity vanish.  I dream of a world Where love is sown, and goodness blossoms, And justice and happiness prevail for all humankind, Whatever their origin or religion or language or skin color.  It is a very, very beautiful dream, In the heart of a poetic bird, Dreaming of a homeland that does not exist, But very unfortunately, It is a dream that does not come true,  But I still sow it with...

#fadybouaz  A Humanitarian Cry  Very unfortunately,  our troubled world is in a very big evil game, for the sake of selfish and evil gains. And with deep sadness and great pain, the old story repeats itself,  The smell of gunpowder brings death and destruction, and the terrifying sound of aircraft, heralding death, drowns out the sound of the call to prayer and hymns, and drowns out people's dreams of life. I am a humanitariancry for every human being. Has human blood become cheaper than gold? Has a child who dreams of peace become a target for weapons of hatred? Has a mother who cries for her innocent children become a criminal? Is the demanding for peace, love, and goodness an unforgivable great sin, for which we must be punished with death, harm, humiliation, suffering, displacement, and deprivation? O gentlemen on your thrones of war, enough! You are not fighting terrorism, you are creating it. You are not protecting security, you are tearing it apart. You are not building the ...

#fadybouaz  All I Want In my childhood, civil war tore my homeland, A sectarian war that left destruction in every corner. My family's home was destroyed, my beloved was killed, And many dear ones, family, friends, and neighbors, departed. We scattered from place to place, searching for safe haven, But the wounds were too deep to heal, My family members were injured, and we were forced to leave our land. I left school young, And carried the burden of my family on my slender shoulder,  I worked to support us after we lost everything. I lived my life besieged by painful memories, And sorrow became my constant companion. But despite everything, I held no sectarianism, no hatred in my heart. My principles are simple, yet great: Love, peace, no to racism. I write to tell the truth, because I believe in it. All I want, Is for us all to live together in one society, A large, united society, Where love resides and peace flourishes, Far from sectarianism, racism, and ethnic discrimination. ...

#fadybouaz  Perhaps This be  The most beautiful moment of my life, When my words tell Those who have no voice, You are not alone, I call out for you, With love, peace, humanity, and goodness always. Sometimes, suffering doesn't need a solution, but to be seen.  When oppressors close the doors, I write my words, to be light, For everyone in this troubled world, For those who have no voice, For those searching for a light of hope to illuminate the darkness of despair, For those who pray for good to come and defeat the evil of oppressors, For those searching for warmth and cannot find it in a world where mercy has died, For those searching for food and cannot find it in a world where greed prevails.  For the one who thinks he is alone weeping and complain,  Let him know that he is not alone, I am and many others like him.  Perhaps my tears that I write as letters in my words, Will be his tears and the tears of every oppressed person, In this world of cold, dark despair, Perhaps this b...

#fadybouaz  The Most Beautiful Moments of My Life Every moment I write and publish my poems  is the most beautiful moments of my life. I always think, the reason for my existence is  to be a poetic bird, to be a humble poetic soul,  my mission is to write and write, to publish and publish. And whenever I do that, I feel content with myself, because I'm not betraying my destiny. I'm fulfilling the mission I was born to do, I'm doing what I must do. And this makes me feel like I'm fighting for survival,  to live and breathe more and more, despite the very difficult circumstances of life, despite the poverty that kills my dreams, despite the illness that shatters my hopes. Therefore, I always do my best, to sow words, because this is my reason for existence, this is my destiny, this is my life. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 14/6/2025  #fadybouaz أجمل لحظات حياتي كل لحظة أكتب فيها وأنشر قصائدي هي أجمل لحظات حياتي. أفكر دائمًا،  سبب وجودي هو أن أكون طائرًا شاع...

#fadybouaz  One Light, Many Names In my journey with light and peace, I've noticed how religions and spiritual paths carry many names for the same truth, One light that shines on hearts and eyes, Carrying a message of love, mercy, and truth. In Hinduism, Amitabh,  The eternal light, The unextinguishable light of existence. And in Buddhism, Amitābha, The light of boundless compassion, A symbol of eternal peace and guidance. And in ancient Egypt, Ra was the sun god, The light of life, and the warmth of creation, Fighting darkness to illuminate the paths. In Zoroastrian wisdom, the light of Ahura Mazda illuminated the path of guidance for Zarathustra (Zoroaster),  the flame of truth that never goes out, illuminating the paths of darkness until they are dispelled. And in Christianity, The first and mightiest angel and leader of angels, named Gabriel, And the Word of God and the Light of Life. And in Islam, He is Jibreel (Gabriel), peace be upon him, The first angel, bearer of revelatio...

#fadybouaz  Very Unfortunately Very Unfortunately, today, like every day, is bloody and sad, a troubled world,  in a very, very big game of evil. Very unfortunately,  today, like every day, humans are very, very busy killing each other again and again, always, in what is called the struggle for thrones. Very unfortunately,  today, like every day, there is destruction, killing, harm, displacement, suffering, captivity, and torture, a wounded humanity weeps the blood of its innocent children everywhere and always. Very unfortunately,  today, like every day, we are always getting closer and closer,  to total global destruction, and nothing will remain for all of us,  but one large grave that gathers us all together. Very unfortunately. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Friday 13/6/2025  #fadybouaz للأسف الشديد  للأسف الشديد،  اليوم مثل كل يوم، دموي وحزين، عالم مضطرب، في لعبة شر كبيرة جدا جدًّا. للأسف الشديد، اليوم مثل كل يوم، البشر مشغولون جدًّا جدًّا، في قتل بعضهم البعض، مرارًا وتكرارً...

#fadybouaz  My Hope I don't care about the winds, I'm a poetic bird, flying with the wings of love, peace, humanity, and goodness, so high in the sky, singing my songs, to be the voice of the voiceless, the light in the storm, the soul that never surrenders. And even if the winds intensify, I still soar, and even when no calm remains,  my hope is that the good will win in the end,  it keeps me motivated,  to spread my poetic messages,  with love, with peace, with my best wishes,  for all of us together, in all of the world, always. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Thursday 12/6/2025  #fadybouaz  أملي لا أُبالي بالرياح، أنا طائرٌ شاعري، أُحلّق بأجنحة الحبّ، والسلام، والإنسانية، والخير، عاليًا في السماء، أُغني أغنياتي، لأكون صوتَ من لا صوتَ لهم، النورَ في العاصفة، والروحَ التي لا تستسلم أبدًا. وحتى لو اشتدّت الرياح، ما زلتُ أُحلّق، وحتى عندما لا يبقى هدوء، أملي أن ينتصر الخير في النهاية، يبقيني متحفّزًا، لنشر رسائلي الشعرية، بالحب، بالسلام، مع أطيب تمنّياتي، لنا جميعًا معًا، ف...

#fadybouaz This Lesson The lesson that has embraced my soul this year, and every year, is: "Nothing lasts, neither pain nor joy, but sincere words remain." The days have taught me that life is a volatile wave, but when I write honestly, when I shout the truth and whisper love and peace in my poems, my voice leaves a mark, even if I am gone. I have learned that perseverance despite fatigue, and honesty despite fear, are the essence of my mission as a poet searching for light in a dark world. This lesson has made me stand up again, even if there are tears on my face and my words tremble with the pain of my heart. Fady Bouaz All rights reserved ©️ Wednesday 11/6/2025 #fadybouaz  هذا الدرس الدرس الذي عانق روحي هذا العام وكل عام هو: "أن لا شيء يدوم، لا الألم ولا الفرح، لكن الكلمة الصادقة تبقى." فقد علّمتني الأيام أن الحياة موج متقلّب، لكن حين أكتب بصدق، حين أصرخ بالحقيقة وأهمس بالحب والسلام في قصائدي، فإن صوتي يترك أثرًا، حتى وإن رحلت. تعلمت أن الاستمرار رغم التعب، والصد...

#fadybouaz  Writing I am a poetic bird, singing about happy dreams of love, peace, humanity, and goodness always. Writing is my wings with which I soar above pain, it is my warmth in the cold of loneliness, my voice when the world falls silent, and my homeland when homelands are shattered. I am a humble poetic soul, breathing with words, living with letters, and I will continue to sing as long as there is a pulse in the heart, and a breath in the soul. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Tuesday 10/6/2025  #fadybouaz  الكتابة  أنا طائر شاعري، أغنّي عن أحلامٍ سعيدة بالحب والسلام والإنسانية والخير دائمًا. الكتابة هي أجنحتي التي أُحلّق بها فوق الألم، هي دفئي في برد الوحدة، وصوتي حين يصمت العالم، ووطني حين تتحطم الأوطان. أنا روح شعرية متواضعة، أتنفس بالكلمات، وأحيا بالحروف، وسأظل أغني ما دام في القلب نبض،  وفي الروح نفس. فادي بوعز  جميع الحقوق محفوظة ©️  الثلاثاء 10/6/2025

#fadybouaz I am the shadow of the sky I am the echo of the sky's voice, I am a mirror that reflects its light, I am the pages upon which its words are written, I am a poetic prophet, a poetic bird, I sing what it whispers to me, songs that spread its inspiration to me. I am its inextinguishable light, I am its voice that never falls silent,  I am its inexhaustible goodness, I am its humble poetic shadow. I am a poetic soul, writing to illuminate, A heart that carries the message, A pen that writes with its inspiration, A voice from its heart, Singing for love, peace, and humanity, Always and forever. Fady Bouaz All rights reserved ©️ Friday 4/25/2025 #fadybouaz  أنا ظلّ السماء أنا صدى صوت السماء، أنا مرآة تعكس نورها، أنا الصفحات المكتوب عليها كلماتها، أنا نبي شاعري، طائر شاعري، أغني ما تهمسه لي، أغاني تنشر وحيها لي. أنا نورها الذي لا ينطفئ، أنا صوتها الذي لا يصمت، أنا خيرها الذي لا ينضب، أنا ظلّها الشاعري المتواضع. أنا روحٍ شاعرية ، تكتب لتُضيء، قلبٍ يحمل الرسالة، قلمٍ يكتب بوحيها،...

#fadybouaz  Cease Your Indifference  I still remember, with all my sorrow and a flood of tears, That mother with her child in the street, Seeking refuge under a scrap of nylon from the downpouring rain, Clutching her child to her cold body, covered in tattered clothes. She gazed at the sky, bewildered and weeping bitterly, As if she is saying : There is no mercy for us on Earth, nor in Heaven. I write now, and tears stream profusely from my eyes, I write so that my words may be a scream in the face of heartlessness, Proclaiming: Where is mercy? Where is love? Where is he who calls himself a human being? Where is faith in God? Where is the fear of Him? I ask you in the name of wounded humanity, Which weeps the blood of its innocent children in unbearable agony: How do you pray to God when you have forgotten that we are all His creatures? How do you raise your hands in supplication, When you have forgotten that God is Love, Peace, and Goodness?  Have you not heard His exalted words: ...

#fadybouaz  Fulfill My Dream What are the most important things   that make you live a good life?   Love, peace, no racism,   justice, equality,   humanity, prosperity, happiness,   for all of us together,   all around the world. If you don't believe me,   stop killing each other   over and over again, always. Try what I'm telling you,   before it's too late for our troubled world,   before you turn it into a destroyed world,   a vast grave for all of us. Fulfill my dream,   that we all live together   in one unified society of diversity,   in peace,   with love,   without racism, sectarianism, or ethnicity,   with justice and equality,   humanity, prosperity, and happiness,   and faith in God Almighty,   and fearing Him always,   and being content with what He has given us always. Try it,   and come to me,   and tell me:   Is what I told you true?   Are you living a very good life now? Fulfill my dream,   even after my death,   and come to my grave,   and tell me that you ...

#fadybouaz  Who do I spend most of my time with? With my loneliness, which has become my shadow. It never leaves when everyone else walks away, and it never asks me, "Why are you crying?" It sits silently beside me, hearing the tired beats of my heart, as if keeping it from going out.  I spend my time with my words, I write not to escape, but to remain. I write to tell this world: There’s still a human here who feels, and there's still a soul here that believes in love, peace, humanity, and goodness. I spend my time with God, in the silence of hope. I ask Him not to leave me alone, to send me a soul that resembles me,  or a heart unafraid to see me as I am. In the crowd of this world, no one truly sees me. But I’m still here, writing so I don’t die in silence. I am the poetic bird,  I am the humble poetic soul. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 7/6/2025  #fadybouaz  من أقضي معه أغلب الوقت؟ مع وحدتي، التي صارت ظلي، لا تتركني حين يرحل الجميع، ولا تسألني: لماذا تب...

#fadybouaz  Who do I spend most of my time with? With my loneliness, which has become my shadow. It never leaves when everyone else walks away, and it never asks me, "Why are you crying?" It sits silently beside me, hearing the tired beats of my heart, as if keeping it from going out.  I spend my time with my words, I write not to escape, but to remain. I write to tell this world: There’s still a human here who feels, and there's still a soul here that believes in love, peace, humanity, and g

#fadybouaz  Krishna  The names differ from one country to another, according to language, customs, traditions, and beliefs, just as they differ from one life to another. Some say that a name holds a special power, and if it aligns perfectly with the moment of birth, it might bring good luck, abundant provision, and immense happiness. That's what is said. As for me, I don't know if that is true or merely a belief. All I know is that each of us has what is written for us,  and that names, no matter how they differ, are not more important than good morals and sincere faith. And if I were ever from India, I would choose the name Krishna for myself. Not just because it's a beautiful name, but because it symbolizes divine love, wisdom that dances amidst war, that God who plays the flute, calming the universe and making the soul smile. I love him dearly, perhaps because within me there's a silent flute awaiting the melody, or because I believe that peace begins in the heart, j...