After you, Anas, the news lost its meaning, and the world turned dark. You’ve become the news,a headline needing no words, an image never shown. This is how truth is silenced: by killing the voice that spoke it, and blinding the eye that saw it.
Abdulruhman Ismail
1,893 posts
Photojournalist | Showing Gaza through a bleeding eye 📷 Cinematography • Media • Politics 🎬 Fighting myself to become. 📩 [email protected]
Joined October 2021
- Tonight, under the weight of hunger and the silence of a war-torn land, I reached for the last thing I had hidden away — a small packet of fortified biscuits from the United Nations. I had saved it for a moment like this, when hunger becomes more than a whisper… when it claws at
- @AbubakerAbedW has finally arrived in Ireland🇮🇪❤️ Alhamdulillah🙏❤️
- Anas Al-Sharif called out to you countless times, yet you abandoned him..
- You can’t believe what you’re watching… I’m living it. The screams, the dust, the blood—it’s not a video for us, it’s our every second. What breaks your heart on screen is crushing us in real life.I can’t believe what we are watching
- Watching the waves of displacement sweeping from the heart of Gaza to its southern edges, I am struck by the immense loss and suffering endured by the people. Here, far from my home, I am powerless—unable to document their stories, unable to give voice to their pain. The weight
00:00 - Now, I shall weep,weep for all that was lost and shall never return, with a heart heavy with sorrow and a soul crushed by grief.
- Today, the Israeli Air Force dropped ‘aid’ over Gaza,parachutes descending into a city hollowed by hunger. The starving clashed, stabbed, and trampled for a bag of food. Some died with bread in their hands,not from bombs, but from a war against dignity. This was never mercy. It
00:00 - Just to be clear: Gaza has been under relentless bombardment for hours. While global media echoed news of the U.S. President’s call to halt the strikes, Gaza was burying dozens of children,killed by American-made weapons.
- I need flour,my family is starving.
- On the shores of Gaza, where the waves never sleep and memory never fades, I raised the names of the Madelin crew on wooden boards , as if carving them into the sea itself, or onto the forehead of freedom. Each name is a flicker of defiance in the darkness of siege, a heartbeat
00:00 - The Road of Death to Northern Gaza,a path of toxic smoke, harrowing torment, and suffocating breath
00:00 - I brought these books to have some reading. Wanna get back to my previous life, hoping and praying this will end.
- even the smallest seeds carry the weight of our freedom..Dutch politician Esther Ouwehand was asked to remove the shirt in the first pic, so she came back wearing another one with watermelon seeds 😂😍 Shoutout to her tailor 👏👏









