Just because I mean well does not make me good
I am transparent so you can see in me through and through
But you will not discover but an empty self
I have no shame!

I have renounced loving you
Perhaps I never loved you at all
Now I renounce my last love
Perhaps my only love
Myself
But Perhaps this is another lie

Because I am sincere does not make me sincere

Because I lost your memory does not make me innocent

Emptiness .. O glorious emptiness ..how you lift my spirit
Let me fly in your formless and colourless space
Let me dissolve in your nothingness
In ever lasting oblivion
Imad

hi Imad,
This is beaurifully worded and challenges my comprenhension of to what degree it is intended for all of us who feel this way at some time or another, particularly as we suffer from this condition that robs us of future dreams, or how you specifically may be having a serious crisis.

In general, I know that chemicals are just as responsible for how you feel emotion as they are for how we move. I can't feel the emotions that I know i should be feeling. I still voice that i am happy about something, or scared, or worried, but i don't feel it. This is troubling but maybe a blessing at this point. I don't know the answer of course, which is where faith comes in.

you have a gift that touches others.

dear imad,
Renaissance does not mean a person from history doing more poetry -=
it means a person from the present challenging all to try something new again!BRAVO!

Old habits are hard to die
Even though they are no more useful or relevant

Why do I still strive for attention?
Why do I need a proof of my existence?
Why? If people respect cleverness, I pretend to be clever
Or if they adore beauty, I try to be beautiful

Why do I keep swimming against the river current?
Even when I know it is futile?

When will I let my sole rest in silence
Free from guilt and commitment?

When will I ever learn to accept my destiny?

What do you do when love dies?
Or discover that it was never there?
For so long you seeked to be alone
Far away from the noises and stupid chatter of every day life
And wished to listen to the utter silence inside and outside yourself
And now you have what you always desired
The utter freedom of being neutral
Not bound by the strings of love
That you were never able to give
Or receive
Yes, it is time for you to face the reality of loneliness
And to overcome your fear of desolation

beautiful words and meaningful once again imad,

i am living alone now -by choice-because it isn't any better not to[it's worse] and that's the saddest part. but the guilt....i always have guilt. and i do feel alone but only in the early evening hours. I wasn't allowed to drive and now i am left to suddenly drive everywhere. and i'm doing it. it's up to me to keep myself occupied in every way. and it is very important to have friends. i don't know about whom you were writing imad but it's beautiful because of where it comes from - deep inside. and it hit home.

there is a certain amoung of freedom and relief tho. and peace! i have been seeking peace for a long time. i think we get to the point where we cannot manage anyone else, it's hard enough to get ourselves thru a day. my family doesn' t see this. they never will. now it's almost too late.

but loneliness is there at certain times of the day; that's why it's important to have something to do or somewhere to go. or come here.

thanks for sharing imad.

This moved me. please watch:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuKl4...ature=youtu.be

I wish for strength and resolve like that!!
What an extraordinary young man!!
And, an angel of a mom who took a chance on two little boys who needed a hero.

Thanks for sharing

Hope you don't mind me commenting, but I saw that episode of XFactor. When Emanuel told his story and sang, there wasn't a dry eye in the auditorium, nor was there one in my house.

What you may not know is his mother Moira also adopted a set of Siamese twins from Bangladesh. They were dumped in an orphanage and nobody wanted them, but she did. She adopted them and brought them to Australia where they were operated on and successfully parted.

Here are the rest of the family : First is Emanuel's brother Ahmed, also physically handicapped, a Para-Olympic swimmer and then the twins Trishna and Krishna with their mother after seperation, and at the bottom... before separation. http://www.smh.com.au/sport/swimming...405-1d2zn.html

What a remarkable family they are.