Charbel M. Tadros

Author, Website Designer at Brandpluss, Personality Development Coach, CEO at Future Academy, Immediate Past President of the Sydney Autism Community Lions Club. Media Manager at Oz Arab Media. President of AIM Association

Poetry

Imaginary Memories

Some people crave to remember Their memories of a deceased member Some people pray to totally forget Memories of disastrous regret And yet there are others Who ignored the good advice Given by their brothers And it came at a terrible price However there are a few Who realized what was true And understood the …

Devil’s Pain

Hidden beyond time and space Vile one of demonic race Working in my mind since long Confusing all right and wrong Painful painless I can’t know Blinded by a demonic show Stabbed with every poisoned knife Not knowing what is real life A demon working in the veil Rendering life a treacherous fail Puncturing all …

I Dream

I dream of a world as one united Regardless how people are divided Regardless of faith, gender or race Regardless of each one’s case I dream of a world where everyone can be True to themselves and truly free True in expressing their deepest feelings True in all of their varied dealings I dream of …

Go F*** Yourself

Go f*** yourself, misguided sheep Following a shepherd even more asleep Promising you bountiful meadows Transforming your spouses into widows Go f*** yourself, mislead horse Driven by a rider on an endless course It may seem like a battle or even a race But in truth, it’s a grave disgrace Go f*** yourself, overused donkey …

Life’s Beginning

A mystery to all men around How life spurred from the ground How light turned into matter And silence turned to clatter In the beginning there was none But in truth there was one In him everything existed From him all was extracted This total being was alone So to him he made a clone …

The Beauty Within

Have you ever seen someone so ugly And yet, when you got to know them truly They turned out more beautiful than you imagined As if their features changed with the wind? And have you ever known someone good looking Yet, when you knew what they were brewing Their faces deformed and melted away As …

All Over

I’ve been through countless lives I’ve traveled endless places I’ve been stabbed by countless knives And flew through endless spaces I’ve lived as a poor beggar And died as a wealthy king I’ve had rooms full of sugar And sirens which could sing I’ve had many daughters and sons And raised many dogs and cats …