From Creative Corner

Song Lyrics: Faith in Fallacy

“VERSE 1 Read more sad endings today I wonder if we will be next All our steps are clumsy We barely evade our prophecy Living day to day That’s so short-sighted they claim Yet, what’s the point in planning Will there ever be a new dawning? The almighty and their pseudo care Shaming what they never experienced CHORUS All we can do is have hope Work for a better tomorrow Yet, I distrust this belief It is veiling a myth Disciple of patience’s school of thought That my pessimism claims is false While all my life goes by And I…

Poem: The Art of Liberation / The Liberation of Art

“The pain of the past Carved in our hearts The faces we lost In the midst of the chaos History is the pain We evolved from & unchained Yet, we still wonder Can we survive our future Because, time is fragile Doesn’t always heal, is not agile At least togetherness remains Like a bright rose…

Year Abroad in Rabat Part 5. Tangier & Tarifa

Tangier, 2018 (including pictures of the Hotel Mamora). Tarifa, 2018. Short Travel Diary: Tangier & Tarifa  My second trip, whilst in Morocco, took place in April, and it was a bit longer than the previous one. I left for Tangier from Rabat by bus, and as soon as I arrived on the afternoon, I checked…

Year Abroad In Rabat Part. 4 Ceuta & Tétouan

Ceuta,  November 2017. Tétouan, November 2017 (including pictures of the hotel Riad Dalia). Short Travel Diary: Ceuta & Tétouan  Whilst living in Morocco, though I didn’t travel as much as I could have had, I did spend time in other places aside from Rabat. On November 2017, I went on a trip to Tétouan (Northern Morocco)…

Poem: In Memoriam

“There is so much I want to say So much I want to tell Yet, my cords just fail And in tears, they fade away Should have seen it coming There were actually warnings Downplayed till the mourning Already foresee the numbness of homecoming As, home isn’t the place, sought in vain Till going insane, finding no terrain Home is an abstract state, humane All about people’s love, or its remains Now the later are in my mind You adding sweetness to our rough lives One of few who didn’t leave us behind Full of proof is my archive So…