Biography of mohanad alshbib
A little kid opened his eyes one fine morning to see the sunlight threads reaching his eyes.
'I see the light' he happily shouted. Then dark clouds assembled in the sky overshadowing the light. He ambitiously said 'I gotta find the light. I gotta reach it embrace it'. Since then I seek that light and won't stop till I die.
This is me the traveler for light. I may mention many things about myself and seem rather haughty, but few things won't be that bad.
I 'm ambitious guy who never stop looking for new adventures, friends, experience in life.
I like drawing, learning all about web and graphic designing, listening to music(mostly pop music) playing basketball, reading books(scientific, historical and religious ones) , watching DVD's and of course reading and writing poetry.
Meditation is my best hobby for it is my way to make my mind more clearer, and that's why I love to go to our farm spending hours by my own thinking and meditating about everything.
I like having friends of different cultural backgrounds for as I believe, the world is a huge book and every person is a unique page in it. The more pages we read, the better we understand this world.
mohanad alshbib's Works:
mohanad alshbib Poems
I Got My Picture
Your love's powerfully uplifted me 'N made sense of everything I discern
Oh sun you're just a lovely light Warmly you lay thy threads so bright
The Fairy Love
We the couple of love Are but two summer clouds
He was sitting there on a high chair Totally covered except for the face With a star-decorated dress As I was strolling here and there
Dimensionless In Silence
Silence, darkness and a silky breeze Assembled together conniving a plan To leave no soul awaken to sneeze And keeping in peace only one man
A Hollow Man
One day in one's history When All dreams are set Ahead And the road is trodden to victory Though it's wet with tears I shed
So blue's my day imbued with blood and pain To see my brothers' grief and tears as rain Who lost their dears their souls for their terrain To see that kid cries mum oh dad thi helps
A Hollow Man
One day in one's history
When All dreams are set Ahead
And the road is trodden to victory
Though it's wet with tears I shed
She who lost an infant twenty nights
Cries not more than I do
The time I lost my notion, the rights
To grasp greatness so true
He who's deprived of a morsel in mouth starves no more than I do