“The era of illiteracy is not only a historical stage before Islam, but it is the nature of Middle Eastern minds. We live ignorantly but with sophisticated devices.” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“My heart beats in your chest. My soul is a trembling sparrow in your hand. My life is a star blooming in the heart… — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“Sounds of weeping and sobbing reverberated, deep, painful, as much as I felt it, it was heard. صوت بكائي ترددت أصداؤه بإنتحاب عميق ومؤلم ، بقدر ما أحسست به كان مسموعاً” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“I was writing a poem, and suddenly, I fell asleep on a page. I was dreaming of you. You were talking to me. I discovered that you were all words and phrases. Passion generated poetry, in which you were all the verses. I was reading my book and found that you are all the pages. كنت أكتب قصيدة ، وفجأة، غفوت عليها. كنت أحلم بك. كنت تتحدث إلي بين حروفي التي خطتها شفتيك وأفقت على ضمتك لشوق كلماتي وترجم صدرك تعابير الشغف إلى عبارات . عشقي أنجب شعراً، وأنت فيه كل الأبيات. كنت أقرأ كتابي، فوجدتك كل الصفحات” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share
“How can I enucleate your roots from my heart, When you colonize my cells, inhabit my veins ,aorta, and my heart? كيف أستأصل جذورك من قلبي، وأنت تستوطن خلايا جسدي، وتسكن أوردتي ، وشراييني ، وقلبي؟” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“If a day passes without Your cologne sneaking between my lips To my tongue and saliva, melding with my breathe Inhibiting my lungs, mingling… — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“The era of illiteracy is not only a historical stage before Islam, but it is the nature of Middle Eastern minds. We live ignorantly… — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“Every time our tongues melded, your tongue glowed with shiny drops as starry, spring skies. في كل مرة تمتزج فيه شفتينا ، يتوهج لسانك بقطرات لامعة كنجوم سماء الربيع” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“On your lips, my smile begins and my grief ends. وعلى شفتيك تبدا ابتسامتي وتنتهي احزاني” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“In your eyes, I melt, like a piece of sugar. أذوب في عينيك كقطعة سكر” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“You left me, shuddering, in the snow storms like the frozen branches on the trees. تركتني أرتجف وحدي وسط زئير العواصف الثلجية مثل فروع الأشجار المتجمدة” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
