Poetic Birds

#fadybouaz وصف سلسلة زمن ما قبل القيامة  Series Description In a time when the forces of evil clash, human values are trampled, and the blood of innocents is spilled, this epic poetic work comes to paint a horrifying picture of a dying world. The series "The Era Before Judgment Day" is not merely poems, but a poetic chronicle that documents the death of humanity and bears witness to the era of the greatest darkness, before ending with a message of hope and faith in divine justice. Through five interconnected poetic texts like the links of a single chain, we witness the death of values one after another, we walk in successive funerals, we stand before an empty world devoid of life, and we reach the absolute bottom of despair. But at the end of this painful journey, one word appears carrying all the meanings of faith: "Perhaps." Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 11/10/2025  #fadybouaz وصف السلسلة في زمن تتصارع فيه قوى الشر، وتُداس فيه القيم الإنسانية، وتُسف...

#fadybouaz  Introduction First Text - "The Era of the Great Death": The series opens with a comprehensive elegy for everything human. In six moving sections, the poet paints a dark picture of a world where everything has died: humanity, peace, conscience, mercy, even the inhabitants of heaven. The tears of mothers, fathers, and children bear witness to the great death. And the pitch-dark injustice becomes a tombstone that proclaims: "The Era of the Great Death." This text lays the dark foundation for the entire series. Second Text - "They Walk Carrying Their Coffins": After the declaration of the great death, we see the living walking in the funeral of humanity carrying their coffins, realizing that their turn is coming. They know their fate: to be buried beside the graves of love, peace, conscience, and mercy. They are sacrificed in an evil race for selfish gains, and the destroyed world becomes kingdoms for the kings of evil. Third Text - "An Empty ...

#fadybouaz  Perhaps, God Willing  Perhaps there will be resurrection After the time of reckoning Perhaps the suns of truth will shine And injustice will end Good will triumph And evil will die Our troubled world will become Kingdoms for the angels of goodness So Satan will die And the game of evil will end And the wicked will perish And those who died unjustly Will be resurrected To another life Like paradise To live there In eternal happiness Perhaps, perhaps That is why God Almighty said: "Be patient And do not think that God is unaware Of what the wrongdoers do He only delays them For a Day when eyes will stare in horror" Perhaps, God willing Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 11/10/2025  #fadybouaz ربما، إن شاء الله  ربما يكون البعث بعد زمن القيامة ربما تشرق شموس الحق وينتهي الظلم ينتصر الخير ويموت الشر يصير عالمنا المضطرب ممالك لملائكة الخير فيموت الشيطان وتنتهي لعبة الشر ويموت الأشرار ويُبعث من ماتوا ظلماً إلى حياة أخرى مثل الجنة ليعيشوا فيها بسعادة أبدية ربما...

#fadybouaz  Hope Died  What hope could there be Hope died A long time ago It departed with those who departed To the world of death From which there is no return What hope for those who died Unjustly, in all pain and anguish What hope for those who died Disappointed Mercy has died And nothing remains but cruelty Conscience has died And nothing remains but injustice What hope when everyone has died They have no hope Even to be buried beneath the earth Hope died God have mercy on him Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 11/10/2025  #fadybouaz  الأمل مات  أي أمل قد يكون الأمل مات  منذ زمان طويل رحل مع من رحلوا إلى عالم الموت الذي لا رجوع منه أي أمل لمن ماتوا  ظلماً بكل ألم وحسرة أي أمل لمن ماتوا  خائبي الأمل لقد ماتت الرحمة ولم يبقَ سوى القسوة لقد مات الضمير ولم يبقَ إلا الظلم أي أمل والكل قد ماتوا  ليس لهم أمل حتى ليُدفنوا تحت التراب الأمل مات  رحمه الله فادي بوعز جميع الحقوق محفوظة ©️ السبت 11/10/2025 

#fadybouaz  An Empty World An empty world Full of coffins Upon the earth That is void of a trace of a living being Everyone has died No one remains To bury those who died The sounds of owls and crows Hover above the coffins Mourning those who died Without a tear of sorrow for them Their wailing voices say This is the era of the kingdoms of evil This is the era of the death of mankind Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 11/10/2025  #fadybouaz عالم فارغ عالم فارغ مليء بالنعوش فوق التراب الذي يخلو من أثر كائن حي الكل مات لم يبقَ أحد ليدفن من ماتوا أصوات البوم والغربان تحوم فوق النعوش ترثي من ماتوا من دون دمعة حزن عليهم أصوات نحيبهم تقول هذا عصر ممالك الشر هذا عصر موت الإنسان فادي بوعز جميع الحقوق محفوظة ©️ السبت 11/10/2025 

#fadybouaz They Walk Carrying Their Coffins They walk in the funeral of humanity With all the sorrow, disappointment, and endless tears They walk carrying their coffins For they know their turn is coming They will be buried beside the graves Of love, peace, humanity, goodness, Conscience, and mercy Because they realize That they, like many innocents, Will be sacrificed Without mercy In an evil race To achieve Selfish, wicked, arrogant gains They will all die And our destroyed world will become Kingdoms for the kings of evil After they have made it A great grave for us all Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 11/10/2025  #fadybouaz يسيرون حاملين نعوشهم إنهم يسيرون في جنازة الإنسانية بكل حزن وخيبة أمل وبكاء كثير يسيرون حاملين نعوشهم لأنهم يعرفون أن دورهم آتٍ سوف يُدفنون بجوار قبور الحب والسلام والإنسانية والخير والضمير والرحمة لأنهم يدركون أنهم مثل الكثير من الأبرياء سوف يُضحَّى بهم من دون رحمة في سباق شرير من أجل تحقيق المكاسب الأنانية الشريرة المتغطرسة سوف يموتون جميعاً ويصير ع...

#fadybouaz  The Era of the Great Death *They died, God have mercy on them  Look at the coffins of humanity and peace, may God have mercy on them, they died long ago along with people's conscience and compassion Look there, at their graves in a world of silence and indifference in an evil race to achieve arrogant selfish gains *The Death of Humanity Look at the corpses of the innocent you will see the coffins of peace and love in their caskets heading to the cemetery of humanity *The Last Tears Look at the tears of mothers and fathers over their children Look at the tears of children over their mothers and fathers weeping for them with such great, great sorrow They have learned now, with tremendous shock that humanity has died and with it died love, peace, and goodness *Neighbors in the Graves They will be buried in graves adjacent to the graves of conscience and mercy *Mercy of the Dead Heaven And some began to say with all sadness and disappointment: Mercy for the inhabitants of h...

#fadybouaz  I Am The Revelation of Heaven Every deletion of me makes me revolt I become a volcano Its lava is my poems  Burning their extremist world I become a raging storm Blowing away the black clouds So the sun of knowledge may shine I become a roaring earthquake Demolishing the walls of prisons So intellectual freedom may spread I become the song of a poetic bird Its singing fills space and time With chants for the good of humanity Even after my death I shall remain My words are shining stars Illuminating the darkness With a free light that never fades I will reach my place With the angels of heaven and earth and all between Soon, God willing No matter how long the night Light will come The rooster will crow Birds will sing Flowers will rejoice And nature will play The melody of victory The victory of light over darkness With all humility I am the revelation of heaven A revelation whose words That cannot be erased A light that never goes out Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Fri...

#fadybouaz  Statement of an Undeletable Poet I did not write to please, but to illuminate. I did not recite to enchant, but to awaken. My poems are not decorations, but mirrors, reflecting what we hide in our caves of customs, and traditions, and ideas, and beliefs that fear the light. They said, "Your poems contradict our beliefs." So I said: "Extremism does not begin in the poem, but in the mind that fears it. Extremism does not only erase the poem, but it erases the question, and erases the human being, and erases the right to see, and to think, and to love. I am an undeletable poet. My word is a bird that cannot be imprisoned, my poem is a light that cannot be extinguished, my inspiration is a prayer that cannot be denied. Those who deleted me declared their fear of freedom, and I, declare my loyalty to it, always and forever. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️ Wednesday 8/10/2025 #fadybouaz بيان شاعر لا يُحذف أنا لم أكتب لأُرضي،   بل لأُضيء.   لم أُنشد لأُطرب،   بل ...

#fadybouaz  A Lover's Prayer God willing, when inspiration comes to me and tells me: write, I write, as I always do. I write what it tells me, my inspiration of love for her. And with deep sorrow and many tears, I ask with the longing of a lover to his beloved: Will I leave this world of sad separation to a world of joyful reunion? Will I live with her always, without parting, in the paradise of love, always happy with her? And the songs of my love for her become joyful words, instead of being so painfully sad like the tears of my heart and soul as they always are now, in this world of sad separation from her. O sky, do you hear me? Every word I write is a prayer to you. Will I leave this world of sad separation to a world of joyful reunion? Will I truly know happiness in the paradise of her presence with me? Fady Bouaz All rights reserved ©️ Thursday 9/10/2025  #fadybouaz صلاة عاشق إن شاء الله، عندما يأتيني الإلهام ويقول لي: اكتب، فأكتب كما أفعل دائمًا. أكتب ما يقوله لي، إلهامي في...

#fadybouaz  My Love's Inspiration I hope they see what I see They will be poets like me Singing the song of love for you As their love prayers In the temple of love Worshipping you always O my dear love O you who continue inspiring me to love you more and more So you continue burning my heart with love for you, always more and more O you who never give me freedom from the prison of love for you  So you continue imprisoning my soul in adoration for you, more and more always O you who never have mercy on me You are like love storms of fire Continuing to surround me So I continue submitting to love for you, more and more always To be a poetic bird flying in the sky of love Always continuing to sing songs of love for you O you who continue inspiring me to love you more and more always Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️ Thursday 9/10/2025  #fadybouaz إلهامي في الحب  أتمنى أن يروا ما أراه سيكونون شعراء مثلي يُنشدون أغنية الحب لكِ كصلوات حبهم في معبد الحب يعبدونكِ دائماً يا حبيبتي العزيزة...

#fadybouaz  Until When? Until when will the struggle of hope against despair continue, in a war that hope always loses? Until when will joy fight sadness, be defeated, and return to its shadows weeping? Until when will the fierce winds of fate blow against the wishes of my dream ships? Tearing their sails, shattering them, and drowning them in the dark sea of despair, to rest on the seabed of profound sorrow. Until when will fortune abandon me, and leave me alone in endless misery? My constant companion: bad luck, which has accompanied me since the day of my birth, and may accompany me until my death, and perhaps even after my death. Fady Bouaz All rights reserved ©️ Wednesday 8/10/2025 #fadybouaz إلى متى؟ إلى متى سيستمر صراعُ الأملِ مع اليأس، في حربٍ يخسرها الأملُ دائمًا؟ إلى متى يُقاتل الفرحُ الحزنَ، ويُهزم، ويعود إلى ظلاله باكيًا؟ إلى متى تذهب رياحُ القدرِ العاتية كما لا تشتهي سفنُ أحلامي؟ فتمزّق أشرعتها، وتحطّمها، وتغرقها في بحرِ اليأسِ المظلم، لتَرسُوَ على قاعِ الحزنِ الشديد. إلى ...

#fadybouaz  ​The Sea is More Merciful Than Them ​The sea is more merciful than the oppressive, corrupt rulers, Who do not look upon us, the poor, As human beings from the community of humanity. ​Even though we do not possess wealth like them, It is because we are honorable, We do not reach into the pockets of the poor, To steal their rights, their hard work, and their life savings. ​And this is what distinguishes us from them, We are not evil, vile thieves like them. ​What distinguishes the sea from them, Is that the sea is more merciful than they are. In the sea, you die by drowning only once, But in their corrupt, oppressive world, You die hundreds of times every minute, In a life of misery, sorrow, deprivation, and poverty, Due to their greed and avarice for the sake of satisfying Their evil, selfish interests. ​Woe unto them from the wrath of Almighty God,  Damn them and their ill-gotten wealth, God grants respite but never neglects, God's wrath is coming upon them, God is the ...

#fadybouaz  This Is Who I Am, and This Is How I'll Remain I am the poetic bird Who sings songs of love, peace, humanity, goodness  In a time that wants me silent.  I refuse the cage Even if it were made of gold,  For freedom is my air,  And words are my wings.  My words shall be A revolution of light,  Illuminating the caves of darkness,  Of worn-out customs,  And restrictive traditions,  And obscure thoughts.  My words shall be A revolution of liberation That tears down walls And shatters chains.  My words shall be,  Always and forever,  Free and proud,  A liberated light That no darkness can imprison.  I am the poetic bird  Who doesn't fear the storms,  But learns to dance with the winds. This is who I am, and this is how I'll remain. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️ Wednesday 8/10/2025  #fadybouaz هكذا أنا، وهكذا سأبقى أنا الطائر الشاعري الذي يغني أغاني الحب والسلام والإنسانية والخير  في زمنٍ يريدني صامتًا.  أرفض القفص حتى لو كان من ذهب،  فالحرية هي هوائي، والكلمة هي ج...

#fadybouaz  The Only Hope Life is a blessing from God, but it is nothing more than a brief passage. It carries us through cycles of perishing and renewal: death, then rebirth, then another death, and rebirth again, until existence comes to its end, and we are asked about what we did - if good or evil. And one question remains at the end of the journey: Who is the winner, and who is the loser? In the game of life, there is no true winner.  Everyone is leaving. Everyone will abandon what they have gathered. No wealth remains, no status lasts, no body is immortal. But there is one thing we take with us: our deeds. They alone determine the end, either eternal life in Paradise, or torment in Hell. "But those who believe and do righteous deeds, they are the companions of Paradise, and there they will remain forever." That is our only hope: to be among the winners in the Hereafter,  not among the losers who disbelieved and disobeyed God for what is fleeting, and ignored the end. ...

#fadybouaz  My Paradise I always wondered: What is the meaning of love at first sight,  Until I saw you. Your beauty is like the light of the moon, Your smile like a dawn whose beauty and warmth rise from the cold darkness of night. I looked at you in awe, Unable to believe what my eyes beheld. In my confusion, I asked: Oh God, did You truly create all this kindness and beauty in her image,  The one to whom my heart and soul have submitted in the name of love.  I tried to go far away from you, But my heart and soul refused, They wanted to stay with you, To become lost more and more in adoration for you. I was confused about my situation,  Not knowing what to do. I wanted to stay with you, I wanted to say, “I love you,” I wanted to say, “Marry me, I want to live with you forever.” But sadly, I am an old bird, And you are a very beautiful young woman, Your beauty rivals the warm sunrise.  Then silently, As sorrow began to spread like shadows through my feelings, I said, “I love you, I wa...

#fadybouaz  My Distant Yet Near Beloved My distant yet near beloved, O star in the night of my solitude, O dream that never fades in my wakefulness, You are my inspiration, Letters born from my heartbeat, A poem that finds its completion only in your arms. I long for your eyes, For the scent of your perfume embracing my breath, For the whisper of your lips murmuring: I love you! How I have wished to kiss you— A kiss that forgets the distances between us, A kiss that writes us as an eternal story in the paradise of lovers. O most beautiful dream for which I prayed to become destiny, My song, my poem, How can I find joy in your absence? How can I not be a prisoner of your longing, When you alone are freedom? Ah, if only distances could weep, Perhaps I would drown in their tears until I reached you, To erase the night so your face could rise as the moon. Perhaps, perhaps,  But you, my beloved, Remain the distant yet near, Remain the dream and the hope alone. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserve...

#fadybouaz  My Distant Yet Near Beloved My distant yet near beloved, O star in the night of my solitude, O dream that never fades in my wakefulness, You are my inspiration, Letters born from my heartbeat, A poem that finds its completion only in your arms. I long for your eyes, For the scent of your perfume embracing my breath, For the whisper of your lips murmuring: I love you! How I have wished to kiss you— A kiss that forgets the distances between us, A kiss that writes us as an eternal story in the paradise of lovers. O most beautiful dream for which I prayed to become destiny, My song, my poem, How can I find joy in your absence? How can I not be a prisoner of your longing, When you alone are freedom? Ah, if only distances could weep, Perhaps I would drown in their tears until I reached you, To erase the night so your face could rise as the moon. Perhaps, perhaps,  But you, my beloved, Remain the distant yet near, Remain the dream and the hope alone. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserve...

#fadybouaz  My Journey to My Death I own nothing to grieve for its loss, for everything was gone before hope was born. I live in an unending hell, in constant suffering that knows no rest, a hell called My Journey to My Death. All I possess is poverty and illness, despair and sorrow, and my disappointment in the deaf heavens, that hear not my pleading prayers, nor answer the cries of my broken heart. Now, all that remains within me is a faint hope calling for death, to come and be my salvation, to carry me away from my torment, from my pain, from my exile in life. Let my words remain after me, the echo of my memories, my orphaned pen after my death speaks of me in silence heard by all. Do not weep for me when I die, for I have wept enough for my death while alive. Rejoice for me, bless my death, for it is my final rest, the mercy I awaited from a cruel fate. And write upon my gravestone: "At last, here in my grave, my torment has ended, my sorrow and tears are gone. My death was t...

#fadybouaz  Prayer of Heart and Soul Very unfortunately, When love becomes a fate of meetings never written, To become a chain of poetic pain, Where unquenchable love meets Distance that cannot be broken, To become very sad poems, They are the whispers of a lonely bird That sings sorrowfully For an impossible paradise of love, They are messages from a heart burning more and more With the fire of an adoration that knows it will never be fulfilled Except in its dreams, or perhaps in another life. Can love continue despite despair? Or very unfortunately, Will it remain ongoing, To become his story, The story of love without hope, To he live alone, desperate, Sad and weeping, praying For a meeting that may never happen. And he remains alone, very sad, With all despair, Weeping, saying: Very unfortunately,  The winds always blow against the wishes of his ships. For his very sad words to become The tears of his heart And the sighs of his soul, In a great love For a beloved separated from him...

#fadybouaz  ​The Arrogance is the Root of All Evils ​God, the Almighty, alone is Infallible. ​As for the Accursed Devil (Shaitan), he has planted his blind arrogance in the soul of man. ​His arrogance is what prevents him from obeying God, His arrogance is what justifies all his sins and transgressions, His arrogance is what he uses to deny responsibility for his countless errors, His arrogance is what prevents him from confessing his sin so that he may repent and return to heaven.  ​Therefore, this arrogance that he instilled in us is: ​The root of all evils. ​The perpetual continuation of sin. ​A fire that does not extinguish, but rather blazes more and more always. ​However, error in itself is the path of the difficult choice. Error is bound to happen, because the path is filled with countless trials and tribulations. This very arduous path can be our path toward heaven, if we fight our arrogance with our humility, and stop playing the games of the accursed devil, and turn our sigh...

#fadybouaz  ​The Irony of Their Claim ​How can they say I was given the freedom of choice, When they placed before me what shackles my freedom and strips my innocence? ​When suddenly I saw her standing before me, Like a naked angel seducing my feelings and senses. Then the Devil came and breathed his spirit into our instincts, So I ate the forbidden apple with her, like a fiercely hot dessert  Expressing our desires and lusts for one another. ​I am Adam, and my beloved is Eve. ​Then God came, very, very angry, And drove us out of Heaven into the hell of this world, To live together in sustained suffering in a hell whose torment never ends, Its name: "My Journey to Death." ​We are punished for a sin that is not ours, Inherited by our children and all who came after us. ​Then they say: "We were granted the freedom of choice!" The irony of their claim. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Saturday 4/10/2025  #fadybouaz ​يا لسخرية قولهم ​كيف يقولون إنني مُنِحتُ حرية الاخ...

#fadybouaz  A Dialogue Between God and the Devil At a distant dawn, on the edge of light and shade, The Devil stood in awe, bewildered by fate. He said: “O Creator of worlds, O Holder of majesty, You made man from clay, and granted him mind and clarity. You gave him Paradise, and said: ‘Do not approach the forbidden,’ Yet he defied Your word, and followed my whisper, hidden. Now he kills, deceives, betrays, and boasts of light, Am I the sinner, O Lord, or is he the true blight?” God said: “O creature of fire and pride, You were the spark of temptation, the source of the tide. But man has chosen—his will is his own, I wronged him not; his path he has sown.” The Devil said: “Chosen? Yes, but he chose me, He saw in me ease, and in You the test of piety. You gave him choice, but not to me, So he fell to my call, and turned from Thee.” God replied: “He who sins and then weeps, He who strays and then seeks, Knows that My mercy surpasses My wrath, And whoever returns to Me, I forgive his path...

#fadybouaz  Letter to the Devil O you, cast out from heaven’s mercy, Your promised time has come, For things now go as you desire, And people race your shadow in wickedness. You once whispered secretly in their ears, But now they call your name aloud, They build you thrones of lies, And paint sin in colors of pride. O Devil, what need have you for your old whispers? Hearts have become homes for darkness, Consciences are sold in markets of hypocrisy, And truth is buried beneath the rubble of greed. They have surpassed you in cunning and deceit, And become more evil than you, They kill in the name of virtue, And lie in the name of truth. So smile, ancient enemy, For you have won a war you never fought, And behold, humankind the heir of earth,  Has cast itself down from the light into the depths of hell. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️ Saturday 4/10/2025  #fadybouaz رسالة إلى إبليس أيها المطرود من رحمة السماء، ها قد جاء زمانك الموعود، فالأمور تسير كما تشتهي، والناس يسابقون ظلك في الشرو...

#fadybouaz  Smile  Do not grieve if they betrayed you, for betrayal does not stain the purity of your heart, it only reveals the darkness of hearts too narrow for your truth. You are higher than their treachery, purer than their intentions, you are a mirror that showed them what they lack, so they fled from your light into their shadows. Know that kindness never loses, that loyalty is never wasted, and that God heals a heart broken by sincerity. Let them go with what they chose, for you were not created to resemble them, but to remain proof that purity is strength, and betrayal is weakness that exposes its bearer. Smile, for you are better than them, and the best of hearts is never tainted by treachery, nor diminished by disappointment. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Friday 3/10/2025  #fadybouaz إبتسم  لا تحزن إن خانوك، فالخيانة لا تمسّ نقاء قلبك، إنما تكشف سواد قلوبٍ ضاقت عن صدقك. أنت أسمى من غدرهم، وأطهر من نواياهم، أنت مرآةٌ أظهرت لهم ما يفتقدون، فهربوا من نورك إلى ظلامهم. ثق أ...

#fadybouaz  ​Temporary Memory ​On the balcony of memory, we meet, And the fingers of light call to us. But I know that tomorrow Will take from us what we have left behind. ​These words are like the dew, Evaporating between the eyelids and the moments, Yet in their own time, They bloom like seeds. ​Do not blame me if I forget, For I am the shadow of a moment that does not last. But I am here now, Granting you the pen and the words, And drawing our moment without end, Before we depart from the encounter. ​So, take these words and keep A piece from the fabric of this moment, For perhaps one day, It will be a pulse in my forgotten memory. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Friday 3/10/2025  #fadybouaz ذاكرة مؤقتة في شرفة الذاكرة نلتقي وأصابع الضوء تنادينا لكني أعلم أن غداً سيأخذ منا ما تركنا هذه الكلمات كالندى تتبخر بين الجفن واللحظات لكنها في وقتها تزهر كالحبات لا تلمني إن نسيت فأنا ظل لحظة لا يدوم لكني الآن هنا أمنحك القلم والكلمات وأرسم لحظتنا بلا انتهاء قبل أن نرحل عن اللقاء فخذ هذه ا...

#fadybouaz  ​My name is Fady Bouaz. I am a universal Arab poet from Lebanon 🇱🇧. I write and publish in both English and Arabic because I want the whole world to understand me and share my dream of love, peace, humanity, and goodness for all of us, together, across the globe, always. ​Unfortunately, I am a worn-out old man of sixty, extremely poor, with absolutely nothing. I have no family, relatives, or friends. I live completely alone. I have been unemployed for over a year, and my health no longer allows me to work hard as I used to. I have no money to buy food or medicine, or to pay the rent for the room I live in which I haven't paid for almost a year. ​For some time now, I have been contemplating ending my extremely miserable life. I keep postponing it only to publish my words, but sadly, I feel compelled to do so soon, Inshallah (God willing), whose will it is that I end my life. Fady Bouaz  Fady 3/10/2025  ​ #fadybouaz  ​اسمي فادي بوعز. أنا شاعر عالمي عربي من لبنان 🇱🇧. أ...

#fadybouaz  I Hope  I hope you know the meaning of true love.   I hope you truly know it, with me and with my love for you.   So you can feel what love is, what true love really means.   So you can know what happiness is, the true happiness in love.   The happiness I wish we could share together, again and again, always. But sadly, this is truly impossible.   Only one hope remains for us, to live a life of love together.   Maybe, and the many maybes, in another life.   We might truly be together, in a life of love that binds us completely.   And in that great happiness, I will fulfill my many love dreams with you, again and again, always. Until that time, even if I must stay far away from you,   I will keep loving you.   I will keep wasting my time in my many dreams of love with you,   hoping that maybe I will truly live them with you in another life, always. Fady Bouaz  All rights reserved ©️  Thursday 2/10/2025  #fadybouaz أتمنى  أتمنى أن تعرف معنى الحب الحقيقي. أتمنى أن تعرفه حقًا، ...

#fadybouaz  ​I Pray with You ​Yes, you are alive, and that is a grace for which I thank God every day. But the distance between us hurts the soul, and reminds me that some encounters in this life are not written.  ​What if you ran away from this sadness? What if you decided to protect your heart from the pain of longing for someone who will not be yours? I understand this completely, because my heart carries the same questions. ​The pain of a love without hope is like a knife that doesn't let the wound heal. And sometimes, I wish to forget that my arms will never hug you, And that my heart will continue to send its dreams toward a soul that cannot respond. ​But, do I truly forget? The destiny that brought us together on one path and then separated us is very cruel. It wrote for me to see you, to adore everything about you, and then said: "This is all you will get."  This is a cruelty I don't know how to accept. ​Therefore, I will continue to live with your shadow in m...

#fadybouaz  Pray With Me  You are alive, and that is very good.   But you are very far from me, and we will never truly be together. What if I escape the sadness you make me feel,   because you are far away,   because you are not destined to be mine,   because there is no real hope to be with you. What if I can no longer bear   the pain of hopeless love for you.   What if I want to forget   that you will never truly be   in the arms of my love for you.   That I cannot hug you always   with my heart's love and my soul's adoration. What if I want to forget   the injustice of my cruel fate,   which destined me to see you and love you,   but never to truly be with you. I can only live with your apparition,  imagining that I am with you.   And when I sleep,   I take you into my love dreams,   to do with you what I cannot do in reality.   The acts of love that would make you truly happy,   always, with my love for you. Very unfortunately,   now the only hope is that maybe the next li...

#fadybouaz  The Core of Equation The core of equation ... patience and acceptance of role ​The Ultimate Wisdom: Individual Choice and Destiny ​Ultimately, all the wisdom we have discovered centers on the individual's choice in this existence. Our lives are many tests through which our eternal destinies are forged. ​Those who choose conflict are not mere isolated cases; they are an integral part of the ongoing struggle between good and evil. Our acceptance of this inherent dichotomy brings us immense inner peace, and compels us not to fall into despair, but to embrace this role as a necessity in the unfolding of Divine Justice. ​The Divine Command: "Be Patient" ​Since we cannot force those who choose conflict to change their path—for it is their free will in this trial—the Divine command for those striving for peace is: Patience. ​Patience here is a holistic methodology: ​Patience with oneself: In our continuous struggle to see our own flaws and to consistently adhere to h...

#fadybouaz  The Path of the Wayfarers Puppets of Fate on the Path of Divine Justice We are all puppets moved by the strings of fate through the will of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful, and everything in existence serves to achieve absolute Divine justice. On our journey toward death, we meet one another; we either cooperate and build lives of love, peace, and humanity, or we clash and bring about conflict and destruction. This life is filled with many tests, and in it each individual makes their choice. Some choose the path of goodness, while others reach a state of hopelessness, and this is their role in the ongoing struggle between good and evil, in a mortal life from which we take nothing except the results of our deeds to the Court of Divine Justice, where we forge an eternal fate that never changes, a good destination or a wretched destination.  Love as Remedy: Selfless and Unconditional If love is the remedy for humanity's problems, it must be a love like God’s lo...