Beauty and the Beast


Nahida the exiled Palestinian

Subdued
She was lying on the floor 
Injured and hurting
I saw her crying 
 I saw her eyes
I felt her pain 
Her hands tied behind her back
Her feet shackled to the ground
Her hair shaved 
Her face blisteredHer body bruised 

Her nails pulled out 
Battered 
She pleaded for a break
A moment of stillness 
A moment of silenceA moment of nothingness

A moment of death even 
Or just a wheelchair 
Warlocks in black encircled her
Intoxicated with their “chosen-ness”
They danced and twirled around her shadow 
Revamped, manicured, suit-wearing cannibals 
Drooled over her heart
Eyes rolling 
Salivating over their supper-to-be 
A stone-soldier stood by No tongue, no heart, no eyes 

In his hand I saw the knife that carved out her heart
 Trembling, I came closer 
She was still breathing
Her frayed heart still throbbing 

She is ALIVE

I wept of pain
I wept of joy
My salty tears rubbed deep into her wounds
She jumped 
Kneeling down, I whispered something in her ear
She gasped for life 
Looked at me 
Eyes sparkled with a grin 
She knew
The birth of her baby is near
 Her soul bounced back 
Vigorous, buoyant, whole again
and Stunningly Beautiful 

3 Responses

  1. Her beauty stirs in all things
    Through the birds the animals the trees
    Where she steps flowers grow
    The scent travels far in the breeze
    Her tears show the pain and the struggle
    Her eyes opened wide up to love
    filled by the fires of paradise
    Flown on the wings of a dove
    On the course up where the stars shine
    Magnificence fills and protects
    Resonating in limitless power
    Composing in waves that effect
    In lotions of purist tranquility
    The love felt deep inside all
    Oh Beautiful beautiful Palestine
    Your touch makes my heart fill with warm

    ..peace..

    Have a poem nahida… : )

  2. Thank you neilo7, for your beautiful poem

    Have a good day and a good life

    • Thanks nahida,,you too : )

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