*BC in media 2004-2009.
(Damascus University / Syria ) ( Classification:good ).
*Study tow years in engineering institute (public buildup major) in Aleppo university .
*Member in world poets movement (Chile).*
* honorary member in Maison Naaman pour la Culture(Lebanon).
*member in verse home (Morocco).
1-Naji ‘s Naaman international literary prize (Lebanon)2007-2008.
2-Abd Almonaem Riyadh union literary prize (Syria) 2004.
3-Nominated for the Golden Prize and for the World wide Grand Prize of the 6th Art (Poetry) in annual wuacademia competition (Netherlands)2008-2009.
4-Al-noor centre poetry award (Iraq) 2009.
5-Castilo di dunio international award poetry (Italia)2010.
6-certificate valuation from a great encyclopedic Arab poets (morocco)2009.
7-art attack international award poetry (Croatia) 2010.
8- bbc short story prize with alarby Magazine (Kuwait and London) 2012.
9-nominated to Cambridge university encyclopedia 2012.
1-Mornings Orphan (prose verse).
2-The Poors and the love (short stories).
3- Letters of astray (short stories).
4-legends around a world whose leave young(biography).
5- stars and legend Indian cinema(biography).
6-The life’s roads (essays).
7- I prepared in Turkey program about orient cinema in Ergyees channel.
9-songs of poors ( short stories).
10-sapping stories( very short stories).
11-the shepherd s song ( poems for children).
12- feather in the memory ) free verse).
13-from Urdu and English literature (translation).
14-waiting Mehtap A play
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In the parting of roads
The old pain remembers the lights of streets
When I slept under a dark shawl
Counted the stars as hypnotized
Used rubbish as my pillow
And talked to a homeless dog
Hey, fellow! We walk by the restaurants just to feel the smell
Every day they kick us in our backs
I am like you but there is one difference
I have emotions and you don’t
I am human and you’re an animal
I walk without a track
This is my journey
The lights are turned off and the city is asleep
Except for me
I sit with my silence
My silence increases very quickly
Hey, human! I am like you
My fate is like a star in the shiny sky
That day I dreamed without sleeping
I saw my country
The sun stood in my face
Like a cross in a church
Like a mosque
Are these dreams guilty?
I sang the losers’ song
On our day of mourning
When we left the country
Night kohl dyed the crescent black
We took a strange route to a beach
The sea was a traitor
The anchors in the sand came and went
Wicked sand, oh, wicked!
A hill appeared nearby
The sight of a road with a red carpet was
Incredible, my friend
The eyes, often lying,
Asked dreams about it
Ask the night for any type of suppression model
Reaching for a string of cloth
We wear dreams as dresses without sleeves
Above the knee
Shameful dresses, shameful!
I believe in these homeless dreams
Hey, my friends! Accept me as a weak light
By your side in a dark night