Art reshapes me. Even now when some people have started to questioning the value of art comparing it to medicine and medical sciences, art has beauty and pain. …
Every Palestinian thobe has an identity as they come from different village, or area with different colour, smell of culture and
I am not Christian but me and my hero both came from the same land and I am mostly a candidate to die the same way he died. My hero was born Palestinian. He …
In my head, I could imagine There is no pandemic, Occupation or its bombing Just a typical ordinary day I am on my way back home Putting my music on People …
I write a song The lyrics is a life A life of a boy His name is a
If god created us all, why would a man think that he is a chosen? Why would my colour, root or blood be a crime? Do I have to peel it just because you don’t …
Kaak tradition after the Ramadan
Hello Mr. ghost, the world today is under a thumb and no one could carry an answer about what is going on and what is going to happen. Yesterday, seventy-two …
I paint today. In my imagination, I sit at the beach, drawing. Warmer sun, Yellower sand, Brighter blue sky And unfinished endless sea. I paint a young girl …
I promised a friend to write a lovely piece with no sadness or pain inside. I leaned my neck back, let the thoughts inside my head to move. I closed my eyes …