Youssef Writes

Grab a cup of coffee, plug in your earphones, sit back and relax, and enjoy my modest writings.



No time for a title.

Sometimes, either there is nothing to be said, or there is a lot going on in your head that you cannot articulate the very mess you feel. Either way, you become helpless before this language barrier. It is a deadlock.... Continue Reading →


Thou Shalt Look For Yourself

The maxim “think for yourself” is, I suppose, quite shallow and devoid of meaning. Rather, I find it a tad challenging that one can think for themselves, for there are extrinsic factors that determine, shape, and create one’s understanding, perception,... Continue Reading →


I immersed my finger in vanity, and killed my humility. My ego brought us calamity.

The Train of Hopes

When I was a child, I used to sit on the pavement every day at 5 PM in the neighbourhood to mull over one of the compelling sights. Filled with ecstasy, I stretched my sight until it reached the horizon.... Continue Reading →

Sunday: The Murky Vapour

Master, do you see that murky vapour floating and soaring in the horizon? Well, the myth says there lies a chasm, and if one dares enough to approach it, they shall see what no eye has ever seen. But the old... Continue Reading →

An Odyssey

There are two certainties in life which I believe in: that I doubt—and to that, I shall ever be thankful—and that death is the absolute end. And, dear, do you know how hard is it for me to endure your... Continue Reading →

The Cult of the Gods

Sunday vibes. Have a good read!

The Soulless Body

The Soulless Body: A poem that has been written under special circumstances. Have a good read!

A thingamajig

"...Now, how shall pour out my wrath? I choose words. And, indeed, words do carry meanings that only those who suffered and still suffer can decode. This suffering is different; I guess we’ve all been there. Words trigger a one of a kind catharsis, and I’m about to release mine, albeit it’s utter bullshit."

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