That Winter The Wind Blows in Arabic Poetry !

The Drama that made me Crazy over it in 2013 , It is non other than ..

That Winter The Wind Blows !

Till the moment it is the best for me in 2013 ,, the story seems to be so simple and it is nothing new but a remake of a known movie .. but the rewritten story for this drama , the acting , chosing the actors / actresses , photography , Direction , Fashion ,  styles , Osts and everything is literally Daebak !

Indeed , it was the Grand long waited comeback of the A- Listed Stars to the small screen after few years ,, 

Jo In Sung , and Song Hye Kyo .. who became The Oxygen Couple  ..

Here I am sharing one of my posts on the Soompi Drama forum ..

In My Region there is a very famous poet ,, who almost considered by many as a love messenger .. Nizar Qabani .

I like a verse for him .. 

Love on earth is part of our imagination ,, if it was not existed we would create it ! 

the scene above reminded me with that verse ,, so I got an idea of posting some of his poetry as well ^^ 

Wish u enjoy them as I do .. 

Let's start ... 

My lover asks me 

 

My Lover Asks me : 
Qhat is the difference between me and the Sky ?
The difference , My Love is 
When you laugh , 
I Forget about the sky .

Oh, My Love

   

Oh, my love
If you were at the level of my madness,
You would cast away your jewelry,
Sell all your bracelets,
And sleep in my eyes.

Every time I kiss you !

Every time I kiss you 

 
After a long separation 

 
I feel 

 
I am putting a hurried love letter 

 
In a red mailbox. 

My Love (Do Not Ask Me) " about her lover ''

 

 

Do not ask about his lips…as elegant as the sunset
And his eyes, a shore of purity
And his waist, the sway of a branch
Charms…which no book has contained
Nor described by a literate's feather
And his chest, his throat, enough for you

I won't breath his name, my lover… 

Your Love

 

   

You with your fathomless eyes! Your love

is extreme , mystical holy.

Like birth and death, your love is unrepeatable

When I Love

  

When I love
I feel that I am the king of time
I possess the earth and everything on it
and ride into the sun upon my horse.

When I love a woman all the trees
run barefoot toward me… 

Letter From Under The Sea

 

 

If you are my friend...
Help me...to leave you
Or if you are my lover...
Help me...so I can be healed of you...
If I knew....
that the ocean is very deep...I would not have swam...
If I knew...how I would end,
I would not have began

I desire you...so teach me not to desire
teach me...
how to cut the roots of your love from the depths
teach me...
how tears may die in the eyes
and love may commit suicide

If I am dear to you
then take my hand
For I am filled with desire...from my
head to my feet

I am breathing under water!
I am drowning...
drowning...
drowning... 

A Brief Love Letter

Ignore what people say
You will be great only through my great love
What would the world have been if we had not been
If your eyes had not been, what would the world have been?

Love Compared 

 

 

I do not resemble your other lovers, my lady

should another give you a cloud

I give you rain

Should he give you a lantern, I

will give you the moon

Should he give you a branch

I will give you the trees

And if another gives you a ship

I shall give you the journey.”

languages

When a man is in love 

how can he use old words? 

Should a woman 

desiring her lover 

lie down with 

grammarians and linguists? 

I said nothing  

 
to the woman I loved 

but gathered  

love’s adjectives into a suitcase 
and fled from all languages

I Promised You  

I promised not to love you, but I cowered against this decision

I promised to not come back, but I came back

I promised not to die missing you, but I died

I promised many times, and I decided to resign many times

but I can’t remember that I did

I promised to do things bigger than me…What will the newspapers write about me tomorrow?

Of course that I’ve gone mad, of course they’ll write that I’ve committed suicide

I promised not to be weak, but I was..

And not write poetry of those eyes, but I wrote..

I promised not to and not to and not to

but when I discovered my foolishness I laughed…

I promised not to notice your hair when it crosses in front of me 

but when it surged like night on the ground I shrieked…

I promised to ignore your eyes not matter how much I missed them

but when I saw them drizzling over me like stars I exhaled

I promised not to write any love letters for you

but in spite of me I wrote..

I promised not to be in the same place that you’re in 
but when I knew that you’re invited for dinner… I went
I promised to not love you…how?..where?
and in which day did I?
But I was lying to myself.
And thank God I was lying.

  

I knew when I said

 
I love you

 
that I was inventing a new alphabet

 
for a city where no one could read

 
that I was saying my poems

 
in an empty theater

 
and pouring my wine

 
for those who could not

 
taste it.

—	Nizar Qabbani,