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  • 01:21
    كليبمانيا
  • كليبمانيا
  • بإمكانكم مُشاهدينا اختيارُ المَشاهد التي أعجبَتكم من فقرة كليبمانيا والمُشاركة في مُسابقة جائزتها كاميرا لايكا
  • DW
  • 491 مشاهدة
  • 02:11
    وراند بول النوم مع الأعداء المنزلي؟
  • وراند بول النوم مع الأعداء المنزلي؟
  • عانى بول راند عندما أيد ميت رومني في الانتخابات الرئاسية لعام 2012، انتقادات كثيرة. وصفت العديد من له باعتباره خائنا، والبعض الآخر قال انه فعل فقط ما كان ليفعل ... للحفاظ على حركة الحرية على قيد الحياة.
  • mrdrawingguy
  • 518 مشاهدة
  • 00:44
     Ozomba يلتقي Romula
  • Ozomba يلتقي Romula
  • مع الصيام سوف تقترب انتخابات 2012، البلاد تحت تأثير سحر من غيبوبة الشر ومنافسه الماصة للدم .... يكون هناك وقت لانقاذ بلدنا من هذا الثنائي المخيف؟ هل هناك متسع من الوقت للدكتور رون بول لانقاذ اليوم؟
  • mrdrawingguy
  • 1398 مشاهدة
  • 05:01
    مشهد مؤثر من فيلم ساعة ونص
  • مشهد مؤثر من فيلم ساعة ونص
  • مشهد مؤثر من فيلم ساعة ونص بين الفنانة القديرة كريمة مختار والفنان الأردني اياد نصار وان لم تدمع لهذا الموقف فأنك لاتملك قلب وأرجو لكل من شاهد المقطع وكان عاق لوالديه ان يصالحهما ويطلب رضاهما فعسى سبحانه وتعالى ان يغفر لك اللهم ارحم والدتي يا ارحم الراحمين واحسن خاتمتنا صفحتي على الفيس بوك http://www.facebook.com/ibraheem.deeb للاشتراك في القناة على اليوتيوب http://www.youtube.com/user/deeboideeb للاشتراك في القناة على إكبس http://www.ikbis.com/channels/Deebo
  • deebo
  • 2577 مشاهدة
  • 04:57
    A letter to my -unfair- lady
  • A letter to my -unfair- lady
  • Rant. frustration from where i belong. a soulless city called Amman. Written, performed and edited by : Rafic Nasereddin Original Video by : Maral Sarkissian Music : Walking backwards through the cosmos - Shpongle The Letter: I was warned that you -my unfair lady- are a dangerous one. Demanding and very hard to get, let alone to please. I've been watching you, have always been one step behind you, my deep fondness grew bigger, In silence. Unconditionally, out of my control I found myself indulged in this one sided love story, Hoping that one day you will notice me, or give me a tiny bit of love back. But you never did. My unfair lady, We both grew up really fast. I kept my silent promise of love to you. But you grew up to become this cold, heartless soulless prostitute, a beautiful prostitute that belongs to everybody now, everybody but me. They mold you, dress you up and dress you down, tag you, label you and then take it all away from you and leave you bare and weak to die a little bit more inside. it has been 10 years now since I first saw you. Its been 10 years I have been giving. It's been 10 years I've been watching you romancing their needs. I feel like sharing some of the experiences I had trying to prove myself to you but I will not because it hurts. It hurts how I've ended up being called your worst enemy and ultimate hater. Just because my love for you was coming in different ways other than your macho big powerful men would demonstrate their love to you. I would rather keep it to myself. And keep going. After my last incident with your lover boys I found myself walking down a dark street singing أنا بانتظارك ملّيت" to myself. Am not sure how I felt, or didn’t feel. But I kept on walking, The sound of humming the one verse I know of the song slowly faded into a monotone soundscape of repetitive and chaotic turmoil flashbacks. After a week getting lost in this turmoil, something hit me. I woke up. I broke free from the spell you had me under. And therefore my unfair lady, I'm going to declare my withdrawal of this battle of trying to grab your attention, love or appreciation. Call me a failure; call me a loser or a coward. Am grabbing what's left of my aching pride and moving on. Maybe, only maybe I don’t deserve your love, or maybe you don’t deserve mine. Amman, I hope this will get through, And one day you will notice, understand and appreciate those who still have faith in you. Give them some justice, fairness and once take their side against your macho lover boys. this is a shout out to all of you. all, the city that we all grew up in, the city that had turned into a ghost city, just like the funny ghost city that was at madinet el jbeiha al tarwee7eyyeh. the city that is suffering from so many back stabs from its own people. the city belonged and was disowned with people with agendas, fancy nice agendas that god knows where did they get it from , i would like to know so maybe i can get one for my next semester at university, the university that i pay thousands to obtain a bachelor degree from the thousands that i don't have because i work in an industry that nobody credits and believes in, the same industry that salafis chose as their new toy to threaten and cause mayhem and backfire on the streets, the streets that i can no longer walk on safely because i own point of views that are not accepted by whoever is making the decision nowadays. The decision that we hear about from numerous pages protesting their right to exist and to keep posting pieces that are the main reason for racist and hate speech against each other PS : i reduced the quality for easy playback
  • Rafique-n
  • 1374 مشاهدة