Friday, September 2, 2011

My First book in Arabic

"في ارض الحلم"
  My First Book in Arabic soon




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Thursday, August 11, 2011

I miss you

I miss you..
I miss you so much..
I need you.. I need you to make every thing feels right again..
Without you, its hard to grasp anything.. every thing is irritating.. and makes no sense.. 
Come back to me my sweatheart... I'm longing for every thing about you..
Your smell.. Your richness.. I need to indulge my self in your taste..
When I'm alone with you.. suddenly happiness invades me..
I could smile.. understand.. feel good about every thing..
My Dear cup of coffee.. I miss you



Thursday, June 2, 2011

7awadeet حواديــــت

My Other Blog in Arabic


حواديـــت
   http://7awadeets.blogspot.com


Short Stories, Romantic Comedies 


She Said..




The so called "Worry about you" is only your cover up for "Jealous sick". Admit it for God's sake!

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I always wonder, if you'r gonna do what YOUR MIND tells you, why ask for MY choice in the first place? Have fun with your mind! 

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Always be sure I never miss a word you say; When I ask you to repeat what you just said, it means you got another chance to change it!

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When I ask you to hold my hand in public might mean: I'm teasing your x-girlfriend, My hand is cold, or I simply miss you.. 


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Staying by your side should be added to "Best Things EVER" list. But hurt me and your Name will be added to "R.I.P" list..


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I know the reason behind your boredom, you lost your favorite hobby: "Seeking my attention". Now  that you've got it, no wonder you'r bored..





To be cnt..

Menna Fawzi 

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A song by Nancy Sinatra: Bang Bang



I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang
He shot me down, bang bang
I hit the ground , bang bang
That awful sound, bang bang
My baby shot me down

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
Remember when we used to play

Bang bang
I shot you down, bang bang
You hit the ground , bang bang
That awful sound, bang bang
I used to shoot you down

Music played and people sang…
Just for me the church bells rang…

Now he's gone I don't know why
And till this day some times I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie

Bang bang
He shot me down, bang bang
I hit the ground , bang bang
That awful sound, bang bang
My baby shot me down.