Comments about Tamara Sakr
A blind man stumbling in darkness
A book without words just pages with numbers
A movie without cameras just lights
A bird without wings just feathers
A life without death just happiness
A perpetually never – ending path
Of madness and complete sanity
A simple yet complex conclusion
Of a mystery sunk in utter vanity
A seriously funny yet dark attitude
Murking in the wonders of animalistic humanity
What could one do if she cannot be?
In an illusion reality?
In a disillusioned city?...