Neo Nahhas's Writings
The poor man came along, walking down the road, looking to the empty closed houses with his wide-closed eyes, to find nothing in front of him but me. I stood in his sight, looking to his immortal soul, expecting to find another halo without a glow or color, another tortured crying soul, but what I found is a dead presence a dead eyes. Then I looked at him with...
The Poet Sanctuary
I stood in front of the mirror Talked to myself over and over Why I just can’t speak out loud Bring my thoughts to the surface I guess I was so afraid But now, after what I’m beneath Struggling to look again to the pale moon’s light The same light which hold my eyes I’ve lived long enough in this disguise To see all the people I cared for betray me Spitting on...
I was born and raised in a small town in noth Syria, and when I joined to school I filled in love with English as a second language as I developed in school I started to search for the English literature and started to buy and read books, I felt connected to...
Causes Neo Nahhas Supports
Environment pollution " Stop "