Our shouting is louder than our actions, Our swords are taller than us, This is our tragedy. In short We wear the cape of civilisation But our souls live in the stone age
Nizar Qabbaninever believe a man can change a woman those men are pretenders who think that they created women from one of their ribs
Nizar QabbaniIn the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you. Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me.
Nizar Qabbani