#1~Syrians

The Sun that brightens my Day ..

The Moon that lightens my Way ..

A legend of Sacrificing,

A pattern of Immovability,

Don’t know Dismay ..

A brave hearts,

A holding hands,

Beneath their feet Earth Sway ..

Is You Syrians, The only Guided Ray ..

That i keep follow, I Believe: this way will never

leading Astray ..

Oh Syrians

Souls Fly,

but No hopeless sigh,

I will rise my head high and high ..

Oh mark the words that I did say ..

its Feelings inside, somewhere Lay ..

who knows?! Tomorrow could be my Day ..

Death in Syria doesn't Delay ..

Love you my Friends ♥

May Allah bless you All .. May ..

~ Muhammad Ashoor

6.sep – 2012

#2~Syrian Starry Nights

Oh shimmering star in the heavens above, Grant me my wish for whom i still think of.

Oh shimmering star, can you hear my prayer, And free me from this great despair?

I’m lost in a sea of Syrian broken dreams, Waiting for Allah’s volition to re-hem the

tattered seams.

Syrian martyrs aren't numbers, but stars, and shine brightly too,

Guiding me, showing me, which way to go.

Syrian people aren't alone, when there are

specks of glowing hope,

Winking at me, through my telescope.

You may be aching, your heart might be

breaking,

But remember, we are all just stars in the

making.

Continuous and infinite, the dawn will never die,

One may wonder the verity, and then ponder

why…

But how could there be daylight,

Without a starry night?

~ Muhammad Ashoor

8.Oct – 2012

#3~how Could This Be Eid?

How could this be Eid?

How could the world not take heed ..

Take just minutes to watch

To listen

To read ..

About people who only want to be freed ..

For that they are killed

For that made to bleed ..

Forced from their homes

By those who should lead ..

To live as refugees under tents of greed ..

An orphan child lost in his need ..

Cries in the dark and misses mom’s spoon feed ..

The detained live in darkness

Under torture’s misdeed ..

How could this be Eid?

The silence of the world has clearly agreed ..

A sign for the death counter to double its speed ..

How could this be Eid?

Oh Syria!

My homeland

You are my aching need …

~ Muhammad Ashoor

25.Oct – 2012

الترجمة:

كيف يكون عيدا

هل يمكن للعالم أن يلتفت

بضع دقائق ليشاهد ويسمع ويقرأ

عن شعب أراد أن يكون حرا

وينزفألجل ذلك فهو يقتل

وأضحى الجئا في خيم الجشع

طفل يتيم يفتقد أمه التي كانت تلقمه الطعام بالملعقة

والسجناء في الظالم تحت أعمال التعذيب

كيف يكون عيدا

وصمت العالم هو إجماع واضح

وإشارة لعداد الموت أن يزيد من سرعته

كيف يكون عيدا

مة!! ياوطني .. انت حاجتي المؤل ســـورية

#4

الكل أصبح فظا ..

مألوفلم عد شء

عالم من األكاذب ..

األلـوفلطب العش كنز

وف بلدي ..

بالمعروفطلبا للشهادة هبوا أمرون

طوبى لك ا وطن

الملهوففترابك من رفات شبابك

#5~Syrians cry Syrians cry, Not because they're weak

But because they've been strong for too long

Even if the harp ran out of our song

Freedom’s melody would still be read lifelong

We have rights & he is wrong

We are not weak & he is not strong

He is armed alone & we fight in throng

My eyes see victory everywhere along

I asked you: Which way will you go if you leave

I have a vision I used to believe.. ;

Syrian decision we’ll absolutely achieve ..

Just be patient, just continue to breathe ..

I never thought that I could scream,

Yet also never thought that I would dream ..

This Revolution has taught me much & is still

teaching me more,

Maybe it's God’s will for something He wants to

explore ..

O Allah, except to You we'll never ever implore

Help us to reach our aim ,help us in ending war

~ Muhammad Ashoor

25.Nov – 2012

#6~happy coming new

year

No matter how many are gone ,

as they light up freedom's way for others to

keep going on ..

No matter how deep the pain is ,

the future will be brighter & full of success ..

no matter how much tears are shed ,

so long as it's being wiped by someone instead

..

Syria around me is a dazzling white,

Reminding me of the peace for which I fight ..

A peace I have inside of me,

As if watching the snow falling gracefully ..

Our message to the world as always clear,

"we tried all kind of death ,but won't die of

fear.."

My Friends ! wishing you hearts beating with

cheer

My Syria ! wishing you Freely happy coming

new year (inshallah)

~ Muhammad Ashoor

1.Jan – 2013

#7~Syria : Its about being

ripped away from your roots,

thrown to the wind and still being

able to survive

#8~Rest In Peace we will fight, till we Rest In Peace,

till we get rid of the disease ..

hey world, hey conspirators

the more we pay blood,

the more insistence increase ..

our nest egg not in Suisse,

it's Freedom .. it's being release ..

for you murders!

do you think with killing, you can have the keys

Mums giving birth, will never cease

heroes giving blood , will never decrease

we are the possessors, you are in lease

i am controlled by hope

My Syria ~ My lonely caprice ..

~ Muhammad Ashoor

24.Jan – 2013

الترجمة:

سقاتم حتى زقذ تسالو حتى تخهص ي انزض انذي أرهقا

أها انعانى .. أها انتآيزو كها دفعا دياء أكثز

كها اسداد اصزارا أكثز

ح ال سعى نال ذخز ف سىسزا

ح سعى نحزة صذرها نهعانى

:أها انقتهة ن تحصهىا عهى يفاتح انحكى تانقتم

فؤيهاتا ن تىقف ع إجاب األطفال وأتطانا ن تىقفىا ع تذل انذياء

ح انشعة .. ح انانك واتى انستؤجزو

وأا يحكىو تاأليم سىرت ه هىاا انىحذ

#9~Love You

Syria

God in heaven, God Above ..

please protect Syria that i Love ..

the Arab League, the World Gov and

the Security Council

they all work hand in Glove ..

to kill the Young, the Old and the Poor

with no sigh of the Dove ..

we love each other, we love the World,

we are a world of real Love ..

but beware of using power,

you'll find the hard Syrian thereof ..

~ Muhammad Ashoor

14.Feb – 2013

#10~Look at me falling Look at me falling,

Give me nothing..

Show me no pity,

Leave me in the ruined city..

Listen to me fall,

As if the wind rips by..

Watch me crawl,

As if the tide rolls in shy..

Pierce your sighs & Hear my cries,

it's time to catch my last breath..

it's time to surrender to death..

Closed eyes & Clenched thighs,

Now Allah's angel, give the kiss..

end my torment, rest in peace..

but i wondered !!

am I the terrorist that World used to fight,

I think of it often..

I swear if the rocket saw my pure sight,

it would immediately soften..

I may be lost without a name,

but surely you are putting in shame..

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حلب: باب النيرب: جثة طفلة شهيدة معلقة في الحطام

Aleppo: Bab Al-Nayrab:Child martyr's body(little girl body) hanging in rubble

~ Muhammad Ashoor

2.Mar – 2013