“When your eyes meet my solitude Silence ripens, a fruit, And sleep turns into storm. Forbidden doors fling open And water learns to suffer.” — Joumana Haddad Copy Share Image
“When your eyes meet my solitude Silence ripens, a fruit, And sleep turns into storm. Forbidden doors fling open And water learns to suffer.” — Joumana Haddad Copy Share Image
Surviving war is an excellent training process. If it weren't so brutal, I 'd recommend it as an excellent start-up course in life. I… — Joumana Haddad Copy Share Image
