Close your eyes for awhile my friend, I heard there lies a moon far behind the black sky, I heard lovers were dancing beneath, can you hear them singing? I can feel their tipsy steps making rhymes on floor, and smell of perfumes filling the air, I heard a sun rises to brighten up their … More Dreamer
Well, a crazy thought had just came to me as I was flipping through some old memories in my head, remembering things the way they used to be, wondering why we always miss things the way they used to be, though we remember very well that we were not happy then, but somehow we manage … More The Way It Used To Be
Close your eyes and allow yourself to fall into my arms, have no worries and let the heart beats guide your steps, save me one last dance, one last bleak dance like that sharp tune of the violin, would it wound your heart? A cold heart that beats so delicately, aches me as it tickles … More The Last Dance
Let me turn off the lights for awhile and gaze into the darkness, where a ghost or two would cross behind your closed eyes, let me tell you a short story about a boy who loved the dark in order not to lose his shadow, but can it be followed? He definitely knew how to … More Story Of A Shadow
Guest post By Jodi Lobozzo Aman Love is… Love can be defined so many different ways, but I don’t believe any of those ways are wrong. They are simply…ways. Love is always defined to the extent a person understands it. In that way, it is different for everyone.
I want to thank WordPress.com for providing this annual report, reviewing my 2012 year in blogging, and I also want to thank all the friends who supported me and helped Echoes to grow, the amazing people on Facebook and Twitter who always share the dream with me, and thank for your nice comments, hope you … More Echoes In Review
In this cold and freezing weather in Amman, everybody is out playing in the streets; everybody is playing as if we are children again, playing with snowballs and making our own snowman, the white snow visits our lands to refresh our spirits and to remind us of the beauty of this world that we often … More Snowballs