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Friday, December 6, 2013

You Can Rest In Peace . . .


“Death is something inevitable. When a man has done what he considers to be his duty to his people and his country, he can rest in peace. I believe I have made that effort and that is, therefore, why I will sleep for the eternity.” ~ Nelson Mandela 1996 Hamba Kahle Tata

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

e-mail

the conversation between us is bigger than a mail or dreams. it's like endless imaginary captured moments; it's a Meditation.

sent:
Tuesday 26 Nov. 2013
1:00PM

Monday, September 23, 2013

Dear,

Because Angels Fall First ..

Yours,

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Sorrow

I'm Missing You More Than My Body Can Bare, More Than My Heart Can Hold .. You Invades Me

Monday, September 9, 2013

Mon Amie La Rose ♥

Waking-up every morning knowing that your are not here anymore, that you are not awake before me; is the hardest thing I've every had to do ..!

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Ne me quitte pas








Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier
Qui s'enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le cœur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t'offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu'après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D'or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Où l'amour sera roi
Où l'amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je t'inventerai
Des mots insensés
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-là
Qui ont vu deux fois
Leurs cœurs s'embraser
Je te raconterai
L'histoire de ce roi
Mort de n'avoir pas
Pu te rencontrer
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
D'un ancien volcan
Qu'on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il
Des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé
Qu'un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu'un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir
Ne s'épousent-ils pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas


Ne me quitte pas
Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai là
A te regarder
Danser et sourire
Et à t'écouter
Chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir
L'ombre de ton ombre
L'ombre de ta main
L'ombre de ton chien
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas.


Do not leave me now
We must just forget
Yes, we can forget
All that’s flown beyond
Let’s forget the time
The misunderstands
And the wasted time
To find out how
To forget these hours
Which sometimes kill
The blows of why,
A heart full of joy.
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now

I offer you
Pearls of rain
Coming from the lands
Where it never rains
I will cross the world
Till after my death
To cover your bosom
With gold and light
I will make a kingdom
where love will be king
Where love will be the law
Where you will be queen
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now

Do not leave me now,
Will invent for you
The insane words
That you’ll understand
And I will tell you
Of these lovers who
Were seen twice
With their hearts in blaze
I will say in detail
The story of this king
Dead, from having not
Encountered you.
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now

One often recalls
Flames light anew
From an old volcano
Thought to be too old.
It appears that
The scorched fields
Can give more corn
Than the best of springs.
And when evening comes
In this blazing sky
The red and the night
Marry nevermore.
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now

Do not leave me now
I will cry no more
I will talk no more
Will hide somehow
Just to look at you
Dance and smile
And to hear you
Sing and then laugh
Let me be for you
The shadow of your shadow
The shadow of your hand
The shadow of your dog
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now
Do not leave me now

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Without Fear

Nour Badr
10-11/8/2013
Saturday - Sunday morning
1:40 AM

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Sartre ... My Not Existed Friend !

“So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the "burning marl." Old wives' tales!There's no need for red-hot pokers. HELL IS--OTHER PEOPLE!” ― Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Crush . . . !

And this is one of the benefits of being free, of being single; to feel instant love; to be into your first crush. This invasion of strange tremble from head to leg all over your body.

  Nour Badr
  6/4/2013
  Dokki - Missaha Square
  Career Gates

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Les Misérables


Sunday, January 27, 2013

BLUES ... From Now On !

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Tahrir Square 25 Jan 2013



Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Gallery VS. Real Life


Saturday, August 4, 2012

Sawahili Afriki (Pop.o.ne)






know more about Sawahili Language here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swahili_language

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Never Forget

"Never Forget" is dedicated to the victims of the Srebrenica genocide and their families.


Written & composed by Sami Yusuf


Recorded Live alongside the Sarajevo Philharmonic Orchestra at the Sarajevo National Stadium,
Sarajevo - BOSNIA & HERZEGOVINA.
Bosnian lyrics by Nihad Sladic.
Published by Resonance Music (FZC).


Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Music Of The Universe

Music is the only thing that Makes you laugh or cry; But never hurt you or scratch your heart !

Money For Anything But Poor !


Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Srebrenica Massacre ...


The Srebrenica massacre, also known as the Srebrenica genocide.
11 July 1995
, during the Bosnian War, of more than 8,000 Bosniaks (Bosnian Muslims), mainly men and boys, in and around the town of Srebrenica in Bosnia and Herzegovina have been killed by units of the Army of Republika Srpska (VRS) under the command of General Ratko Mladić. A paramilitary unit from Serbia known as the Scorpions, officially part of the Serbian Interior Ministry until 1991, participated in the massacre and it is alleged that foreign volunteers including the Greek Volunteer Guard also participated. The mass murder was described by the Secretary-General of the United Nations as the worst crime on European soil since the Second World War.

In April 1993, the United Nations declared the besieged enclave of Srebrenica in the Drina Valley of north-eastern Bosnia a "safe area" under UN protection. However, in July 1995, the United Nations Protection Force (UNPROFOR), represented on the ground by a 400-strong contingent of Dutch peacekeepers, Dutchbat, did not prevent the town's capture by the VRS and the subsequent massacre.


(Wall Of The Srebrenica massacre Martyrs)
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It's All In The Propaganda..A Genocide Of Almost 10 Thousand Muslims Is Unknown To The Muslims Themselves, While Those Muslims Are Well Aware Of The Holocaust...!! They Are Both CRIMES...We Just Need To Learn How To Promote OUR CAUSE...!!! - Zahraa Badr

Please Know More And Visit Wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Srebrenica_massacre

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

No Time For .... !

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

--W.H. Davies

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

a Night !

Yesterday, I sent you a call through the space.
since I moved to town, I couldn't follow up the star as like the village old days. I don't know if it glows or fainted, there or gone ? Yesterday I cried for Love, Forgiveness, Honesty and over memories. I cried desperately and; God, How I needed these tears and how I needed to explode my broken heart !

I cried, but not profusely ... May be today, I'll buy some flowers to see them cry their dewy.