Life doesn't stop after losing someone, but it goes on without them differently.
Love in the Arab world is like a prisoner, and I want to set (it) free. I want to free the Arab soul, sense and body with my poetry. The relationships between men and women in our society are not healthy.
And the writing is still : to you, with you, about you, because of you and for you.
Because my love for you is beyond words, I decided to shut up.
Some are like the Moon, good looking, but only when they're away from you.
O Sultan, my master, if my clothes are ripped and torn it is because your dogs with claws are allowed to tear me.