I defy


 

I defy your destruction

I build, I fix, I beautify

 

I defy your mass murder

I protect, I cherish, I give birth to life

 

I defy your poisoning of nature

I clean, I plant, I help my garden bloom

 

I defy your demons

I Love, I care, I nurture the soul I am

 

Humanity… WAKE UP!


A ring, a ring o’ bombshells

A​n Earth full o’ ​corpses

Atishoo atishoo

We all ​die down

* * *

A ring, a ring o’ air raids

A planet full of nukies

Ashes ashes

We all ​burn out

 

 

To nuke or not to nuke, that is the question

Bonded!


 

O tree, imposing and magnificent

Composed and dignified you stand

Getting hurt but never cause hurt

Do you know pain, as we do?

Do you shed tears when you cry?

* * *

Beneath your weepy branches

How many anguished souls have you seen?

Do you cringe and go to pieces

As lives perish before your eyes?

Does your heart split asunder

Watching lovers go insane

As they say their last goodbye?

* * *

How do you sway with rustling leaves,

Watching people go astray

And civilizations fade away?

How do you keep your cheeky smile,

Despite the horrors you have seen?

* * *

O tree, beautiful and free

Did a passer-by ever stop by

Whisper in your ears

“Soulmate, I love 💕 you”?

 

❤️ Leaking Love ❤️


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Today, I made some food and put a plate out for ​my five-year old grandson. He took his plate and started to sneak out of the kitchen.

I said ​Yusuf Habibi come back​,​ ​we are only allowed ​food in the kitchen, we don’t take it out​,​ we only eat ​here.

He came back and sat on the table looking​ ​​very disappointed, then looked​ at me. He pointed at m​e, then at the door.

I said​:​ what do you mean Habibi​?​

He​ said: It’s sign language.

Me: ​But what does it mean? ​does it mean I am a door?

Him: ​(​laughing​)​: No.

Again he pointed at me, then at the door.

Me: Does it mean I’m a chair? (there was a chair in that direction.)

Laughing again, he said no.

Me : Tell what do you mean Habibi?

Him: It means go outside, I want to have a word with you.

Me: OK, Habibi, sure let’s go.

Him: on the stairs please.

Me: OK, sure.
We sat on the stairs​,​ ​then he said: your glasses, they are dirty there is something on them.

Me: ​Oh really? ​what should I do​?​

Him: ​They need cleaning.

Me​:​ OK, I will wash them.

Me​:​ Is there anything else you want to talk to me about?

Him: Yes.

Me​:​ Tell me.

​Him: Why did you shout at me ​when I wanted to eat in the sitting room?

Me: Habibi, I wasn’t shouting at you, I just told you the rules that we eat only in the kitchen. If I raised my voice I am sorry, I should not have raised my voice. But let me tell you why we eat only in the kitchen: ​we don’t take food out ​because the sitting room has a carpet and if we spill food it’s very difficult to clean. The only time we can eat in the sitting room is when we have guests.

Yusuf thinking deeply for a ​little while, then said: I know. I can be a guest sometimes. I go on holidays sometimes then I come back like guests​, so I can be a guest.


Me: hmmm, Habibi, let me explain to you, you can’t be a guest because you live here​.​ This is your home, guests have their own homes.

Him (smiling): Oooh

Me: were you disappointed that I raised my voice when I told you about eating in the kitchen?

Yusuf: No, I wasn’t disappointed.
[Pause]

Yusuf: I was worried 😧

Me:  Worried? Why?

Him: I was worried that I might cry.

Me: Habibi, I would never make you cry, I love you so, so much ​more than you can ever imagine! ​​Y​ou know this ​small ​hea​r​t inside of me​, it has so much love,​ if ​only you ​could​ ​see how absolutely full of love ​​it ​is​ 🥰

Him: My heart is full of love 💕 too​. ​Love actually goes ​from my heart to ​outside of my heart to my skin, to my body, to my mouth, and all over ​me,​ everywhere

Me:  Mine, too 😍

​[BIG HUG 🤗]

❤️ Soulmates ❤️


 

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My sister and I are mystery

We could not be more different

She was the outgoing, I was the timid

She was the outspoken, I was the shy

She was the artist, I was the science freak

She was the extrovert, I was the introvert

She was the athlete, I was the inert

She was the social, I was the loner

She was the confident, I was the meek

She was the brave, I was the weak

Yet mysteriously, we are so much alike

Soulmates

A bean split in half

❤️ Love you Dima ❤️

Don’t Let Them Fool You


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You are awesome for who you are

The way you are

That love magnificent gushing through you

Hardest of hearts would soften and melt away

That passion of yours, earthshaking

Moves the world, fills it with laughter, lifts it high

Your gentle embrace, embroidered in heaven

Wipes out misery, radiant again the human race

The power of your grace, majestic and sublime

Puts evil down to utter disgrace

Sweetheart, listen to me

You… Give… Birth… To… LIFE

Can you ever imagine more power than that!

Empowering you?

What a fable!

Power is already all yours

Power isn’t a suite and a tie

Growing muscles or a mustache

Handling machines doesn’t make you great

* * *

Power isn’t waging wars

Commanding mass-killing armies

Leading nations with iron fist

* * *

Power isn’t climbing a ladder of “success”

Trampling over whomever is on the way

Fighting through arms and teeth, for the highest pay

* * *

Power isn’t running in a rat race

While self-harming children coil and weep, all alone

Craving mama’s love, tender hand and blissful gaze

* * *

Charity begins at home, they say

Men and women are completing not competing

Meant to dwell in harmony

Super clusters called family

Where children learn kindness, altruism, dignity and poise

How to grow love, and how love grows

Empowering women?

What a fable!

Power is already all theirs

To Cut My Story Short


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Once upon a time, I lived in Paradise

Heavenly colours scattered all around

Angels prayers whispered in our hearts

Serenity cascaded as we plowed the land

Children laughter echoed in the valleys

Their rainbow dreams flew joyfully by

Figs and grapes breakfast O delight

Pearls of pomegranates, dessert at twilight

Up above the branch of a purple mulberry

Apricot and almonds we cracked all day

Building tiny homes of twigs and stones

In the shade of a jasmine tree

Poppies adorned the carpet, as we slid down

rolling with laughter over the hills of Palestine

Then, once upon a frightful night

Hordes of evil pushed their way in

In their armors and their arms

Smashing and bashing all the way through

Wrecking mad fury upon a land that’s holy

Havoc and mayhem, death and pain

Evil took over upon their reign

Natives in dungeons driven insane

Curios I was

I wanted to know

Who did this to my holy land

And why

Years passed by, my questions grew

A scratch to the surface, faces of evil I saw

The more I scratch, the more gruesome surreality has become

Lo and behold, upon one “ordinary” day

Sheer “coincidence” gives me a blow

A word so weird I stumbled upon

A key to a world, dark as Gehenna

“Neshamah” was the word

Meaning “divine Jewish soul”

A door opens before my dazed eyes

Curious, I look in

A worm in a can, I find, wiggling all alone

Another door opens

Curious, I look in

A can of worms oozing everywhere

Another door opens

Curious, I look in

A nest of wasps buzzing, whizzing and they sure do sting

Another door opens

Curious, I look in

A den of snakes hissing, seething and frothing blaze

Another door opens

Curious, I look in

A hellhole of demons with babies in their mouths

Grotesque figures dancing with skulls

On the alter of Lucifer bowing down

Is that a horror movie

Or a mere nightmare

O dear God, I dare to ask

My shaky voice trembles

Wake up… wake up, I frantically scream

Wake me up, dear God

This is not but a dream

Open my eyes dear God

Show me the way

Take my hand dear God

Help me go home

The darkest of worlds, now I’ve seen

Tell me, dear God, what should I do

My prayers, you’ve heard, since I learned to talk

You know me better than I know my own

A fighter for Humanity, my heart in Your Hand

Truth, Justice and Peace,

Beauty, Love and Harmony

On the side of goodness all I want to be

I am Sorry, I Let you Down


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Infused with hope

Bubbling with joy of being alive

Her world, a fairyland

Her dreams, magnanimous

Her trust knows no boundaries

Her life, a rainbow of many many colours

Her love encompassed the universe

 

I promised her by the time she is an adult

Wars would be abolished

Borders would be deleted

Poverty would be a myth to ponder upon

Cruelty would be a poignant chapter in human history

Hate would be a thing of the past

I told her, evil would be gone with no return

Earth would rejoice in lush compassion

I told her passion would bloom in every heart

Man would love and give without constraint

I told her she would help make it so

 

I thought I knew, little did I know!

I lied

 

Now, I stand before her in humble silence

Head bowed down with guilt and shame

How can I explain?

 

Cherish Her


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A sister, someone you grew up with

When life was a rainbow and all you did was play

A confidant you share memories with

No one else knows but you and her

Your guardian angel when life treats you bad

A shoulder you lean upon when wounds open raw

Your conscience if temptations overtake

A heart that beats for you when you drop low

A mirror of truth reflecting your flaws

An ever extending arm to hold when you fall

A hand to wipe your tears when no one else sees

24-7 standby, looking out for you

A soulmate you cherish and adore

As you journey through to world unseen

O sweet sisters

I love you so

O You Little Ones, For You I Grieve


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For Alisa and Gabriel, and for every child that lost their precious life, or ever suffered abuse, satanic ritual abuse, or cruelty in any shape or form

For every child that was let down by our ignorance, apathy, or lack of action

I stand before you hanging my head in shame for my inability to help in saving you from the evil that befell upon you

All I can tell you is that I grieve for you every moment of my existence. With every grain of my being I reject the evil that is harming you, and I pray to be able to take part (no matter how small) and to help putting an end to it all.

Who made the children cry

Who tried to steal their souls

Who screamed horror in their innocent ears

Who spewed terror in adrenaline-filled hearts

Who chased them up in bushy jungles when all was dark

Who hunted them down like pheasants or sparrows

Who chained them below in creepy dungeons

Who torn tiny fearful bodies apart

Who left them shaking in their beds at night

Wet pillows, trembling limbs, frozen sights

Glazed looks, depleted senses, numbed emotions

Praying never to rise up, or see daylight

Eyes tightly shut to fend off endless nightmares

From which there’s no waking up or running away

Who are the devils in human form

Walking grey corpses, deadly dead eyes,

Souls sold to Lucifer for money, power or fame

To them I say I loath you

I cast you away with all my passion

May you reap what you have sown

You worked for Hell with vigor

You earned it well as eternal home

Of Life and Death


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Materialists say:

Death is the End

Of all there is

Consciousness annihilated

Dreams, tears, struggles,

Kindness, morality, aspirations

Deleted… permanently

As if never existed

Thoughts, emotions, ideas, artistry

Love, laughter, memories, joys

Wiped out

Entirely… Eternally

Without a trace

Only matter exists

When a body dies it disintegrates

A lump of flesh

A pile of decaying compounds

The saint and the foe in the same hole

No feelings, no conscience, no loss no gain

No awareness, no future, no joy, no pain

People of faith say:

Death is nothing but a new beginning

A birth into a world supreme

Expansion of consciousness

Beyond time and space

Explosion of feelings, creativity and perception

Far beyond material experience or worldly restriction

A transformation from density of matter

To sublimity of the soul

An awakening to the majestic Truth

From the confinement of illusion

As if a mystic dance of subatomic particles

Constantly traveling, forever arriving

Perpetually swaying

Entangled in a mysterious web of duality

Yearning to the oneness of the Divine

A breathtaking journey, matter to wave, darkness to light

Life and death are intertwined

super imposed

A galactic twirl spiraling up in a glorious cosmic tale

Now, you !

 What do you say?

Have You Ever Heard of Pearl?


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My four years old grandson Yusuf had this conversation with his dad

Yusuf: I took Allah’s eyes and and showed you Pearl

Dad: what do you want me to see about Pearl?

Yusuf: Because you’ve never heard of her before

Dad: Tell me about her

Yusuf: She’s a beautiful girl and she has this face …

and her eyes… her eyes are like shimmering…

they are actually glittery

Dad: Really

Yusuf: Yeah

Dad: WOW

 

Heart to Heart


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Pain shoots

Heart ignites

Soul inflames

Words flares up

A poem set ablaze

Other souls catch fire

 

Broken Hearts


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Before It’s Too Late


 

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It is excruciatingly painful to miss out enjoying the exquisite beauty and splendour of loved ones and failing to see such wonders except after their departure

Gaze deeply in the eyes of your loved ones, try to explore their souls; the secrets of their hearts, the tenderness of their feelings, the meadows of their minds and the horizons of their thoughts before the light of their souls fades away, then frantically you gasp to see that spark again, if only for a moment, but all in vain!

قبل فوات الأوان


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من المؤلم حقا ان يغيب عنا جمال وروعة تفاصيل من نحب فلا نراها الا بعد رحيلهم

تأمل جيدا في عيون أحبائك واسبر غور نفوسهم وتعرف الى خبايا قلوبهم ورقائق مشاعرهم ومروج عقولهم وآفاق أفكارهم قبل أن يخبو ضوء أرواحهم في المقل وتحاول حينها عبثا ان تتحسس ذياك البريق أو أن تراه من جديد ولو لوهلة دون جدوى

 

Heavenly Souls


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Inspired by my beautiful young cousin with the most loving vibrant colourful soul ♥️ Nadine ♥️ and praying for her speedy recovery. Nadine is severely injured and in a very critical condition after being hit by a car while on her motorcycle Please pray for her and her family

 

 

Dazzling light of heavenly souls forever glows

Never dims with aches and pains

Not even death can extinguish or contain

No matter how long or short their earthly stay

They leave their mark wherever they go

Infectious smile gifted to all

 

A heavenly scent, a spark divine

Healing the broken, helping the frail

Lifting the fallen, guiding the foe

Inspiring those with injured souls

 

 

Of what they’re given never withhold

In all humility and gratitude

Sprinkle their love, boundless to all

 

من تكوني؟


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يا قدسُ . . . . قد حيرتني

يا قدسُ  من تكوني؟

أطهُر الطفولة أنت

أعطرُ الجنان أنت

أربيعُ الكون أنت

أفجرُ الأمانيّ أنت

أندى النرجس أنت

* * *

أبسمةُ حبيبي أنت

أدمعةُ جدّي أنت

أثوبُ جدتي أنت

أحضن أبي أنت

أرغيفُ أمي أنت

أضحكة أخي أنت

أعيني أختي أنت

أتغريد السنونو أنت

* * *

أصدقُ النبوة أنت

أروحُ الملائك أنت

أقلبُ القلوب أنت

أزهرةُ المدائن أنت

أعشقُ النسّاك أنت

أدربُ الصالحين أنت

أسَكَنُ السكينة أنت

أمحرابُ العابدين أنت

أمقبرةُ الظالمين أنت

أمنبت الحنون أنت

أأرض المرابطين أنت

أمحضن الشهداء أنت

أملتقى العائدين أنت

أحبلُ السماء أنت

أبابُ الجنة أنت

أوعد ُ الاله أنت

أسرُّ الأسرار أنت

أقدسُ  الأقداس أنت

أنقطة عناق الأرض للسماء أنت

 

يا قدسُ . . . . قد حيرتني

بربك هلّا  شفيت غليلي وهلّا  أجبت

Who Are You?


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O Jerusalem . . . You perplex me

O holy Jerusalem, who are you?

Are you the purity of childhood?

Are you the scent of Heaven?

 

Are you the spring of  Universe?

Are you the dawn of hope?

Are you the due of narcissus?

* * *

* * *

Are you the smile of my beloved?

Are you the tear of my grandfather?

Are you the dress of my grandmother?

Are you the embrace of my father?

Are you the loaf of my mother?

Are you the giggle of my brother?

Are you the eyes of my sister?

Are you the singing of nightingale?

* * *
* * *

Are you the truth of prophethood?

Are you the soul of angels?

Are you the heart of hearts?

Are you the flower of all cities?

Are you the love of monks?

Are you the pathway of the righteous?

Are you the home of serenity?
 
Are you the retreat of worshipers?
* * *
* * *

Are you the graveyard of the oppressors?

Are you the place where poppies bud?

Are you the land of the steadfast?

Are you the abode of martyrs?

Are you the meeting place of returnees?

Are you the key to eternity?

Are you the gateway to paradise?

Are you the promise of God?

Are you the secret of all secrets?

Are you the holiest of holies?

Are you the spot where earth kisses Heaven?

O Jerusalem . . . You perplex me

For God’s sake console my soul and answer me

* * *

❤︎ Sisters ❤︎


 
Dima, my beloved
A precious heart, a soul sublime
A heavenly angel floating by
My refuge when going gets tough
My safe-haven soulmate
A gifted child,​ magic-wand fingers
Everything you touch, a masterpiece supreme
* * *
Reem, my beloved
​A smile from ear to ear

No matter how hard life is

No matter how severe

 

A walking heart with gorgeous grin
A meadow of kindness, of empathy a well of tears
* * *
 
Nadia my beloved
An open book, what you see is what you get
No grudges, no hate, no matters how hurt
A river of love flowing untamed
No obstruction stands in its way
Your joy is being there for whomever in need
* * *
Sweet sisters, my beloved
What did I do to deserve you!

The Last Encounter with my Atheist Friend


A few day ago, I lost a dear friend, with whom I worked for supporting Palestine and the Palestinian cause.
We also used to have deep existential discussions about meaning of life, God, faith…etc.

Unfortunately, for many years, he joined the crowd who accused me of “antisemitism”, however about a year ago, he rethought his position and regretted what was done, came many times to visit me despite his very ill-health.

This is my tribute to the good memory of my friend, sharing with the world, our last encounter:

*  *  *
In his hospital bed
He spoke of agony and the torment in his head
“The closest I could describe”, he said
“As if my head is full of chains, entangled and rattling inside
While being pulled in every direction”
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He told me he’s yearning to find some peace
Not through brain-numbing tablets
But the other way, the spiritual way
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“Even though I was an atheist, I never was anti-religion
I always respected people of faith” he whispered
“Sometimes when I used to feel overwhelmed by life
I used to stop by the mosque on the way
Sit there for sometime
Watch people pray
Much love, warmth and peace
I always felt in that place
Calm and uplifted I left
Every time I’ve been”
.
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Gasping for air
Gasping for life
Gasping for help
Holding on my hand
In utter despair
“I want to feel that peace again”, he said
.
* * *
Did you try praying?” I asked
“Try it out, just say anything that comes to mind
* * *
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With tear filled eyes, and trembling voice, he said:
“but I don’t know how
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know where to start
I don’t know where to start”
.
* * *
Just say God, help me”, I whispered
* * *
“God help me
God, help me

God, help me…”

He repeated passionately

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Pausing for a moment, he said:
“I feel like a hypocrite
I don’t want to be a hypocrite
 I never called unto God, never believed
I don’t want to be a hypocrite”
* * *
You are not a hypocrite, just say:
“God, IF you are there please help me”
* * *
Tears streaming,  repeating over and over and over again:
 “God if you are there , if you hear me, please help me”
“God, I want to believe, God I want to believe…”
“God, if what am going through is my repay
for the bad things I’ve done in my life, so be it”
“I guess I know why I wasn’t able to  believe
I refused to acknowledge my vulnerabilities
The need for someone greater is a sign of weakness,
I always thought”
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“I know how atheists think
They think that people of faith are weak idiots
Gullible freaks
But how can that be!
When the strongest most intelligent people I ever met;
Were a devout Muslim woman  and a Christian priest”
.

.

Just as I was leaving, saying goodbye

He asked me to write “the prayer I said”

On a piece of paper

I did

“God, IF you are there please help me”

* * *

May your God-yearning soul find its way Home

May it finally dwell in peace

.

 

Home in my Heart


Grief nested in every corner

Sorrow-filled heart cocooned, exhausted

​Gasping for life, strangled by years of separation

Yearning ​for loved ones in far away lands

Praying in despair for a moment of contentment

Of reunion

 

​Lo and behold

Gracious Hands​ descend in abundance

Carrying loved ones on wings of mercy

Gathering them one by one

Inside this weary heart they danced and smiled

Under their feet wild flowers bloom

Thank You dear Lord, they’ve come back home

 

Once Upon a Cloud


Up I jump, high I fly

On a rainbow stairs, I reach the sky

To a silver cloud, I tie my dream

So no one could reach, but I

With moon ray blanket, I wrap it tight

Give it a hug, kiss it goodnight

Leave there until a day comes

Heavenly grace, before I die

I pick it up and bring down

No questions asked, no how or why

Plant its seeds in fertile hearts

Then watch it bloom before my eyes

Stop, Listen, Look, Hope


The universe began, as far as we know, in a chaotic massive explosion, some billions of years ago, then slowly but surely the dance began; energies clustered, particles joined together, atoms formed, matter was born.

Then again slowly but surely, matter began to swim in orbits, galaxies twirled, stars swirled, planet formed, life was born (at least on the planet we live on)

Then ever since, we have been witnessing chaos moving to supreme order, mayhem to beauty, random explosions to fine-tuning, to consciousness, to morality, to kindness, to breathtaking beauty and exquisite harmony, despite all what SOME humans are doing.

It is this magical journey from chaos to balance, to beauty, to harmony to awareness, which indicates that we are moving forward, evolving with LOVING GUIDANCE, which in turn gives us boundless HOPE, despite the misery we are living today.

Thus whispers the kernel of my soul, to which every atom of my being celebrates and dances to, in every heartbeat and with every breath

A Wish


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Wouldn’t I wish to be a floor-tile in one of your alleyways
 
A step for an antique pine door in one of your villages
 
Trampled upon by the dusty feet of your heroes
 
Wouldn’t I wish my cheeks to be soiled by the muddy shoes of your little ones
 
Stroked by the perfumed dresses of your dignified daughters, scented by
yearning and adoration of the missed ones
 
Caressing my chronic time-defying wound
 
Picking up my limbs, scattered all over
 
Whispering a lullaby to my tear-filled heart, might it get a fragment of a snooze
 
Restoring some tranquility to a soul anguished by separation
 
Some sanity, some calm, some peace
.

حنُون يا حنُّون


حمراء قانية وكأنها قطرات دم الشهيد

وكأنها عبير عطره حين يُقرؤنا الوداع

وكأنها غرزات الحرير المخملي في ثوب أمه حين تبللها الدموع

وكأنها ترانيم ارتقاء روحه للفردوس تسكنها السكينة والخشوع

حُفت بأجنحة الملائك تسابق الريح لهفاً كي ترى وجه الحبيب

Poppies of compassion

Deep red, like drops of blood of the martyr

Like the scent of his perfume as he pays his farewell

Like silk stitches in the velvet dress of his mother, wet by tears

Like the chants of his ascending soul, to paradise

Where awe and tranquility dwell

Surrounded with wings of angels

Passionately racing the wind

Eager to meet the face of the Beloved

Gift of Life


A tiny spark shimmers with joy

Be … and it was

Breathed in, by the Most Gracious, Most Kind

Curious, teeming with love sublime

Clothed in flesh, and a wondrous mind

Gifted with a heart tender profound

Share this love my child, with all

Withhold it not from any creatur of mine

Stand for justice, witness for truth

Fill my world with kindness and smiles

Whispered the One, glorious His name

Then it was decreed in realms unknown

Pain is the ultimate companion of joy

Hardship will be your key to Eden

Patience is your way up to Heaven

Your final abode is the Haven of Mine

Despair not, you won’t be alone

Your soulmate is forever, by your side

Adore one another and pray for all

Hold on together, until you return

Nodded the child with the heart of gold

Yes my Beloved, Your will is mine

A rainbow filled the sky above

Announcing the birth of soul, divine

Makeup Prayer


❤ ❤ ❤ For all my daughters and sisters in humanity ❤ ❤ ❤

May your lipstick be honesty

May your manicure be kindness

May your powder be tenderness

May your bracelet be courage

May your ring be patience

May your perfume be love

May your hair do be humbleness

May your eye shadow be modesty

May your glamour be your graciousness

May your charm be your thoughtfulness

May jasmine be your wreath

May purity be your wedding dress

May wild flowers be your precious jewels

May your heart pound with humanity

May your soul radiate with heavenly beauty

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Hope


❤ ❤ ❤
I love my father and his philosophy, he celebrates every day of the year. His greeting to every one he meets has always been “Happy New Year/Day, cousin”                              كل عام وانتم بخير ابن عمي

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Good Morning World

A morning of optimism and hope

A morning of endurance, and willingness to cope

A morning of blessing, never ending grace

A morning of love, a divine embrace

A new day, a new year

To the oppressed,

A promise of victory, ever so near

❤ ❤ ❤

صباح التفاؤل والأمل

صباح الجد والعمل

صباح الخير والبركات

صباح الحب والبسمات

يوم جديد وعام جديد

ووعد بنصر للصابرين، غير بعيد

A Prayer for my Beloved


A prayer for all beloved people in my life

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May your sleep be as serene

May your heart be as pure

May your grin be as warm

May your soul be as tender

May your days be as calm

May your nights be as blissful

May your life be as tranquil

May your mind be as peaceful

May your dreams be as delightful

As a sweet smile

on a sleeping baby face

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Mystic Ties


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We chased a rainbow one day
 
Pots of gold we found abound
 
Dormant, deep in our hearts
 
Bonded souls in separate realms
 
Intertwined, with mystic ties
 
Chant together Psalms of hope
 
Until we meet, loyal we stay
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Humanity’s Heart


Humanity has a    Heart

CHILDREN

 

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Heart Whisper


Share the nectar of your heart

It will bloom in abundance

 

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Biography of an Odd-Soul


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A silent child I was

Hardly ever spoken

This girl is abnormally quiet, they whispered

She must be deaf or dumb

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In a world of my own

Mind running amok

Curious feral child

Up a fig tree, pomegranate or mulberry

Dreaming endlessly

Tantalized by a world of wonder

Bursting with questions

Dying for answers

How did it all begin?

Where is it heading?

And why?
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How many stars are there?

How come they don’t fall?

Why are shimmering?

Where do they go daytime?

What are sun and moon, doing up there?

What would we find at the edge of universe?

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Who I really am?

How come I can think?

Who is that talking inside my head,

When my lips are utterly sealed?

What am I doing here?

Where did I come from?

And most intriguing, why?

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Looking at ants, wow, I am gigantic!

From afar, the minaret is smaller than my little finger

Up a mountain, flabbergasted, O my O my

I am so tiny, the sky is so high
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Untamed child, with a stolen heart

Captured by a net, weaved of stars

A sky-gazer, fascinated by all

Every flying leaf, every passing breeze
Every living being, big or small
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My dad called me Elm, (knowledge in Arabic)

What do you want to be when you grow up

He asked one day

“A Philo-phoser”, certain, I replied

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At school, I would turn red-jam-jelly

When spoken to, or asked a question

Hence the nickname, Nena Red cheeks
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My friends would hang around a bit, then would move on

They want to chat, play and run

I want to sit still, let my mind meander, up above the clouds

Why sky is blue? what are these fluffs scattered below?

If I stretch my hands that far, would I find out what they really are?

A silent child I was, an odd-soul

To play with, apparently was not much fun
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Teenage years didn’t change much

My friends would be chattering and giggling away

When I draw near their chats would turn to whispers

To this very day, I have no idea what was going on

I knew they mentioned boys, but for heavens sake

Why was it so funny? what were the giggles all about?

A silent child I was, an odd-soul

To include in conversations, apparently wasn’t cool
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Bothered, I was most certainly not

In fact I was relieved

Too fascinated in my world of wonder

Vast and ever expanding

With this awesomeness, who would want some silly jokes anyway

A silent child I was, an odd-soul

A dreamer living a dream

Eden hues, supreme

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Bliss


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Today, playing with my two years old grandson

as every day,

He found a hairbrush

Climbed behind me

Gently passing it through my hair

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Suddenly stopped

Wrapped his little arms around my neck

and whispered: “ana bahibik

I love you

Treasures of Heaven fell into my lap

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In his arms he held my soul

With that hug, I need nothing more

In my heart I had it all

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May We Learn


May we look, so we may see

May we listen, so we may hear

May we touch, so we may feel

May we think, so we may learn

May we see, hear, feel and learn,

So we may love, adore, share and care  ♥

Kissed By Heaven


​Heaven descends

Caresses your cheeks

Poses a kiss

On your weary brow

​You smile

Life blooms

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With a tight embrace

and few tears

Heaven holds your heart

Washes your feet

You smile

Life blooms

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Just to See You Smile


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I peel the petals of my heart

One by one

Lay them down

A pillow, fragrant and tender

Just for you

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I grate the kernel of my soul

Day by day

Stitch with stardust

A cocoon, warm and cozy

Just for you

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I glean the tears of my eyes

Droplet by droplet

Fill a lake, a sea or an ocean

To wash fear, pain and sorrow

For time without end
Just for you
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I gather the beats of my heart

Hour after hour

A string of starts

Sew it a blanket, silk and velvet

Just for you
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Only to see you smile again

and for your beautiful eyes to gleam

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May I Go Back, a Child


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I want to go back, a child,
A child who does not read newspapers, nor listen to news
Does not know wars, ignorant in the art of worrying,
Does not master politics nor does she write poetry
I want to go back, a child again,
Playing in the folds of history,
Hiding beneath a bird’s wings
I want to go back, a child forgotten by time,

Left her behind and never looked back

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I want to go back, a child lost her way to tomorrow,
Distracted by angels and sweet fairies
Racing with boys, throwing pebbles,

Rolling down a mountain and climbing trees
Scattering basil leaves while playing “Bride and Groom”
Having fun and allocating roles among friends

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Embracing her rag-doll, so she may sleep, still and serene without fear
Whisper in her tender heart,

“Blessed the Most Sublime, how exquisite children are”
“Let her sleep, let her sleep, a couple of doves, waiting for her
“Fly away little doves, but not for long,
Come sing for the beloved so she may fall asleep”
Embroider a dress of stars, the colour of rainbow,
The enchantment of summer breeze, dew, warmth and light

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Of water and soil making Za’ter dough, baked with olives and olive oil,
So my beloved may eat in the morning
Gathering pomegranates, peaches, apples, pears and prickly pears
Eat sweetheart, our land is generous, its sky is wide,
Our world, an astounding journey

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A child, stacking stones, building palaces out of sand
and verandas for houses with no fences or walls
At dawn, collecting figs and almonds
Filling her claypot of the well or stream down the valley
A brave knight riding her golden horse,

To rescue the princess of the castle

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Plait her wild hair, adorn with diamonds, sapphire, coral and a moon
In utter joy, wearing her mother’s bracelet
Then, hiding behind the curtain, not to be chastised
Swaying in her grandma’s rustic garb
Scented of jasmine and vine,
Embroidered with poppies, meadows and wild flowers

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I want to go back, a child,
A child who does not read newspapers, nor listen to news
Does not know wars, ignorant in the art of worrying,
Does not master politics nor does she write poetry
I want to go back, a child again,
Playing in the folds of history,
Hiding beneath a bird’s wings
I want to go back, a child forgotten by time,

Left her behind and never looked back

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O time, hold this fragile heart in tenderness,
For it has melted of compassion, yearning for joyful past days
I want to go back, a child, sleeping like a baby,
Waking up at the singing of swallows not bombing and destruction
O Grace, take this broken heart,
Grind it down, scatter it over earth, salt and water
Our Earth is parched for justice, O Most Merciful, Most Sublime

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Love


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Taste of eternity
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Glimpse into the Divine
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Love is the point where the Infinite meets the finite
Where the Boundless embraces phi ∅
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Love is the magnificent energy preceding creation,
Causing all, to be
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Love grows forever


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No matter how colourful

No matter how grey

No matter how joyful

No matter how full of pain

No matter what we lose

No matter what we gain

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Seen from above

Life is but a game

Captured in a story

Once upon a dream

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Awakened hearts

Tightly intertwined

Time and space do not contain

No separation no restrain

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Nurtured in adoration

Blossoms in drought as in rain

Shins through darkness

A cosmos exploding, supernova plays insane

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When injustice becomes the law

When confusion leads many astray

Awakened hearts

Always find a way

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Cherishing life, embracing all

Vessels of compassion heeding the call

Without distinction, holding creation big and small

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Let there be hearts tender and pure

Floating lilies in a nectar river

Sublime serene, love grows forever

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Human Hands


Human hands, made for giving

A pounding heart ever forgiving

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“An outwards sign of inwards grace”

To give lone souls a loving embrace

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Caring hands never cause harm

For sore open wounds, balsam and balm

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Helping hands give and share

Tender, compassionate above being fair

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Healing hands caress your pain

The kiss of life to the dying, the slain

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Humble hands raised up to pray

Dancing rainbows rejoice in play

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Heart Whisper


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We do not choose our circumstances

We do however, choose how to react to them

Our very reaction is what creates our destiny

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Our Humanity …انسانيتنا


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انسانيتنا تتجلى في عبق عشقنا للعدل والرحمة والحرية

كما حديقة غناء في لب ارواحنا

ليس على ضحل قشورنا بل في سويداء القلوب

هناك… فقط هناك

تولد انسانيتنا المفعمة بالحب للخالق وما خلق


وهناك تزهر وجدانياتنا بإلاخلاص والايثار والتواضع والسكينة


فلا نزاع ولا صراع ولا خوف ولا قلق

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Our humanity is reflected in the fragrance of our passion

for justice, compassion and freedom

A meadow at the core of our souls

Not in the shallow shells of mortals,

but in the deepest melancholy of our beings

There and only there

Our humanity is born

Teeming with  love of the Creator and creation

There, blooms our hearts

 with sincerity, altruism, humility and serenity

Where no dispute, no conflict, no fear, no anxiety

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Little Miracles


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I gaze at your eyes

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

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I touch your face

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

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I kiss your cheeks

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I smell your hair

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I hear your laughter

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I hold your hand

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I tickle your feet

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

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Baby, what Sublime Hand has made you?

 

What heavenly mist breathed you here?

 

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What Women Want ?!


In this poem I don’t claim to speak for ALL women, of course, I speak only from my own experience and perspective, and I use the word “women” not as a totality and generalization but as what is permissible by “poetic license”

Women want to be women

Confident with her femininity,  not a man-like being

Women want to dress like a woman, elegant, modest and serene

without being chastised or feeling devalued

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Women want to be loving, caring and compassionate

Men around her are a father, a brother, a son, or a friend

Her companion is her love, not her “enemy”

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Women want to complement man, not compete with him

Women want  cohesiveness not conflict

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Women want to create Life, care for Life,

Protect Life, cherish Life

Not destroy it

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Women want to gaze at her newborn

with fondness and endless appreciation

Whisper to her soulmate:

this precious is made from us, for us, our very own miracle

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Women want to hold her baby with adoration and devotion

Fill her CV with pride

Job: Mother

Not “Housewife” or “Unemployed”

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Women want to play

Adorn the ambiance with joy and laughter

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Twirl, glide, sway and dance

with her son or her daughter

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Women want to be soft and tender like a petal of a rose

Ocean breeze on a hot summer day

Women want to feed the poor, offer bread to the hungry

Kiss the eyes, caress the tearful face of a little girl

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Women want to invade hearts not countries

Embroider of the sweetness of her soul

Mercy and kindness, a warm shawl

Wrap the weak, lonely, lost and vulnerable

Women want to plant love all around

Meadows of wild flowers,  scent of paradise

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Women want to spread her soul wings, fly up to heaven

For her beloved, flung its gates wide open

Sprinkle the steep way up with daisies, lilies, lilac and jasmine

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Women want to open her arms wide and embrace the world

Women Want Wonders

Women Work Wonders

If only you could see

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Inspired by:

The Death of Feminism  

Feminists lost their case when:

* They tried to improve women conditions and rights by mimicking men in appearance and behavior, instead of rejoicing in their femininity and cherishing it ( in doing so they subliminally were giving the message that in order to be as “good as men” you have to appear,work, joke and behave like a man, i.e being fully a woman is never good enough)

* furthermore, they waged a war of revenge on men, and distorted the natural loving relationship into one of conflict, jealousy and aggression, instead of understanding that the relationship with men is complementary reciprocal and harmonious, rather than one of friction and conflict

My Beloved Little Ones


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Children of the stones

 

Children of Palestine

 

Beacons of Dignity

 

Lanterns of Hope

 

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Freedom-lovers, Life-Givers

 

Before you courage, I stand in awe

 

At your wounds, I lower my gaze in shame

 

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In altruism, you are the masters

 

For Humanity…  The Inspiration

 

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Before the beauty of your scarred faces

 

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I bow my head down

Kiss your feet

In utmost love and adoration

 

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I remember, Lema and Nour


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“My name is Lema, I am eight”

“My sister is Nour, she is five, her name means Light”

“I took her out to buy some sweets”

“They bombed us, alhamdulillah”

“I was injured with shrapnel, alhamdulillah”

“My sister is a martyr, alhamdulillah”

“My sister is a bird in Heaven, alhamdulillah”

“We want to live in dignity, like all people, alhamdulillah”

“We are not afraid of Jews, alhamdulillah”

“We are patient, alhamdulillah”

“I am from gaza, alhamdulillah”

“I support the Resistance, I love the Resistance, alhamdulillah”

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Lema… Your few words shuttered my being

The flood of your silence uprooted me

The calmness of your screams  tormented my heart

The twinkle in your eyes, despite your wounds, haunted me

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Lema, a singing of a Canary…soft and warm

Lema, a Psalm of David… A heart pure and serene

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Stars in the highest are lost in bewilderment, listening to the echo of your pain

Sky kneeled down, sobbing and trembling in the presence of your mighty patience

Words diminished and fell short of meanings, in front of your sublime poetry

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Lema, sweetheart

Lema, a face of an angel from paradise

Lema, an exquisite rose, worthy of awe and appreciation

Allow me to lay my head beneath the shadow of your pain

Kiss the ground, blessed and honoured, with the touch of your toes

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Lema, sweetheart, don’t you worry

Your beloved is now free

She was Nour . . . Now she is Light

Glowing in the heart of a green bird

His nest, a lantern of light

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Nour is now in ecstasy, floating

Around the Throne of the Most Compassionate, Most Kind

Chanting, hymns of gratefulness

Scattering prayers, scented flowers

Painting smiles of love and yearning, at the gates of Heaven

For those beloved and adored

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لمى ونور


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” اسمي لمى وعمري ثمانية… واختي نورخمسة  ”

“اخذتها للدكان أشتري لها”

“قصفونا . . . الحمد لله”

“اصابتني شظايا . . . الحمد لله”

“اختي  شهيدة . . . الحمد لله”

“اختي عصفورة في الجنة . . . الحمد لله”

“نريد حياة كريمة زي كل الناس . . . الحمد لله”

“أنا من غزة . . . الحمد لله”

“أنا مع المقاومة . . .  أنا بحب المقاومة . . . الحمد لله”

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لمى هزتني كليماتك

اجتثني من الاعماق  سيول الصمت بآهاتك

وروع قلبي المكلوم سكوناً  لف صرخاتك

ولوعني ذاك البريق في عينيك رغماً عن جراحاتك

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لمى يا بلبلاً شادي… بصوت خافتٍ دافي

لمى مزمارُ داوودٍ… يا قلباً طاهراً صافي

تاهت نجوم الليل في عليائها لرجع أنينك الخافي

 أطت سماء الكون وحق لها، بحضرة صبرك الكافي

قمؤت حروف الكلم عن معانيها لروعة شِعرك الوافي

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لمى يا حبيبة

لمى يا وجه حورية من الجنة

لمى يا وردة جورية . . . لها المنَّة

دعيني أمرغ رأسي تحت ظلال أوجاعك

أبوس الترب الذي بورك . . . بلمسه طرف أقدامك

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لمى يا حبيبة لا تجزعي

فحبيبتك الآن حرة

هي نور وقد صارت الآن نوراً

في جوف طيرأخضرٍ

عشه قنديل نور

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ملائك ربك تقرئها السلام

تطأطئ الهامات إكباراً واجلالا

تفرش لها الأكوان  ياسمينا وورداً

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نورتطوف الآن نشوى

حول عرش الرحمن

تُسَّبح دوماً تراتيل امتنان

تنثر الدعوات زهورعطر

وروح وريحان

ترسم البسمات أشواقاً وحباً

ولقاءً للأحبة بأعتاب الجنان

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Baba Stop Sobbing


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Baba habibi

Don’t hide your eyes in pain

Don’t bow your head down in sorrow

Lift it up, hold it high

look up, look up

You may see my grin and twinkly eyes

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Baba, I kiss your heart, stop sobbing, don’t cry

 

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If you could see me now

You would wipe your tears

and jump of joy

Now, I go to bed with no fear

No longer do I need to block my ears to sleep

No longer do I wet my bed at night

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Up there, where I now reside

No F16 fly above

No drones, no gas, no smoke

No bombs fall from sky

Only the face of Most loving

Angels humming

Stars shimmering

and dancing butterflies

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همسة


آه كم احبكم وكم اغبطكم يا اهل الرباط

وددت لو اقبل الارض تحت اقدامكم

وددت لو انثر مهجتي

عطراً وندى، على عتبات دياركم

هاكم قلبي، فلا املك سواه

يناجيكم على استحياء

 

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Don’t leave me alone


“Baba and I are best friends

We often play and laugh till late

In his arms I felt like a king

Near his heart, I touched the moon”

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But, once upon a freaky nightmare

Monsters in human form

Zipped out in a dark and eery night

Landed upon his Holy-Land

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Ogres of death kidnapped his heart

Snatched it off and left a void

He holds on mama tight and weeps

Baba is gone, don’t leave me alone

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A Tear for the World


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I feel your throbbing pain

O World

I see your bleeding soul

I cringe, I go insane

 

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Weary, I retreat

To the land of barren tears

Where no man has ever been

In silence, I weep

 

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“O dear God”

I whisper

“How can such a small heart,

Take all this pain?”

 

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Alhamdulillah


 

 

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My newborn grandson

 

An absolute treasure;

 

Not just an antidepressant

 

But a joy-agent

A bundle of delight

Alhamdulillah

 

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Let there be Hope !


Be optimistic

Always

Never lose hope

Ever

Because

The majestic force of LIFE

Is greater than

The destructive force of evil

Simple as that !

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The Rescue


 

 

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Deep… deep inside…

In the land of sorrow… where I reside

Where only pain reigns

Passion becomes resistance

Love grows rebellious

And hope stands tall

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Grief runs deep

Cutting through hills and mountains

In the caves and underground

Far beyond my reach

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It was raining agony… that day

Restless… agitated… weighed down

Haunted by my nightmare

You’re never coming home

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Looking up… into sky

Yelling for help

My soul whispers

Here I am God… exhausted… give me your hand… come to my aid

Here I am God… full of sorrow… and anguish…ease my pain

Here I am God… hurt and tired… help me…hold me… heal me

Here I am God… lonely… be my friend and companion

Here I am God… lost… guide me… show me the way

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And like a dazzling morning at the crack of dawn, dispelling all darkness

Like gentle rain drops drizzling over a parched piece of land

Like a rainbow flowing piercing through thick murky clouds

Like sweet scent of love drifting capturing your heart

Like a velvet ruby rose blooming right before your eyes

Like a soft warm blanket in a cold winter night

Like a tender mother’s hand stroking her child

I felt

God’s loving-hand

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Then…

Then this sweet… sweet comfort

Gently overwhelming

Lovingly embracing

Tenderly holding

Magically transforming

That distressed soul with a troubled heart

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In this land of sorrow

Suddenly

Pain is overthrown and Passion reigns again

And sweet… sweet comfort falls down as rain

Calm descends

Serenity prevails

Tranquillity enfolds

Joy blooms

And sweet… sweet comfort falls down as rain

 

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Is it really cruel?


 

 

 

People say

What happened to you is so cruel… so unfair

To have to lose khaled in such an awful way

When you were so much in love

I say, yes it is very painful

But not at all cruel

Death is nothing but a gateway

Everything dies… Everyone dies

Why should I be the exception?

His journey ended before mine

That’s all

And soon I’ll follow

It’s only a matter of time

Before we are together again

We come to life

 Only for a while

Also… the law goes

The higher you fly up

The greater is your fall

The more intensely you enjoy your love

The more painful is your sorrow

This only fair

Some live and die

Without experiencing real love

And I’ve experienced all

It’s not cruel to give something back

And to feel more pain

Is not unfair

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Thank you God for all those things


 

 

Thank you for my fears

For without them

I could live my entire days

Without ever appreciating

How safe my life is

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Thank you for my worries

For without them I could never

Fully enjoy peace of mind

And tranquillity

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Thank you for my pain

For without it

I could only imagine

What others go through

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Thank you for my grief

For without it

I couldn’t sincerely feel

 The heartache of others

How else can I ever

Learn genuine empathy?

Thank you God, for all my imperfections

xxaa

 

O World… . يا عالَم


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يا عالَم…

يا انسان…


يا خلق الرحمن



يا ابداع اللطيف الحنّان

صباح الخير رغم انف الشر

صباح الامل رغم انف الالم

صباح الورد رغم انف الاشواك

صباح العدل رغم انف الظلم

صباح النور رغم انف الظلمات

صباح النصر رغم انف القهر

صباح الحرية رغم انف العبيد

صباح الكرامة رغم انف الاحتلال

صباح الابتسامة رغم انف الدموع

صباح الفرح رغم انف الاحزان

صباح الحب رغم انف الفراق

احبكم في الله يا كُلّ الاخيار والطيبين في هذا العالم

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O world

O human

O creation of the Most Merciful

O masterpiece of the Most Compassionate, Most Sublime

Good Morning

A morning of goodness, despite the wicked

A morning of hope despite despair

A morning of roses despite thorns

A morning of justice despite suppression

A morning of light despite darkness

A morning of victory despite oppression

A morning of freedom despite slavery

A morning of dignity despite occupation

A morning of smiles despite tears

A morning of joy despite sorrow

A morning of love despite separation

 

World, and ALL good people in it …. I love you

 

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At your Feet, Heaven Lies


Beloved Mother

 

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Knock knock


My beloved brothers and sisters in humanity

With a bunch of scented roses

and a meadow of wild flowers,

I wish to wipe your tears away

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Kneeling down with utmost love

Embrace your pain and weary hearts

Caress your wondrous beautiful souls

 

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With a grateful smile

I knock at your door

Wishing and praying you accept my call

 

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Be a Rose


Be a rose

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Giving fragrance when caressed

Held up softly, crushed or destroyed

 

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In abundance it fills the ambiance

Never withholds what it contains

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Every person you come by

Paths have crossed, wisdom unknown

 

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Don’t let it pass or go to waste

Without a whisper, heart to heart

 

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Spiky shells hide weary souls

Fragile and wounded throbbing in pain

 

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Just like you, carry own load

Seeking retreat, hurting and cold

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Wash tears and fears with a glowing smile

Extend your hands, embrace a face

 

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Reassure with a tender gaze

Delight, as you leave your scent behind

 

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Brush your surrounds with your heavenly soul

Paint grey days with rainbow hues

 

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lilac and mauve, violet and green

Red and amber, pink and blue

 

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Scatter your pearls for all who seek

Sparkles of joy, boundless sublime

 

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Awaken seeds of love, dormant inside

Watch barren hearts tremble and bloom

Be a rose

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Motherhood


Motherhood,

A gush of sweet love

An eruption of emotions

Pure and sublime

Love of life

Cherishing life

All life

The impossible dream


Though I have not written this song, it resonates with my soul as if every word is mine

The impossible dream

by Jello Biafra

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star

This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far

To be willing to give
When there is no more to give
to be willing to die
So honour and justice may live

To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause

And I know if I’ll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I’m laid to my rest

And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star

My prayer


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My prayer is that

 

Someone

 

Someday

 

Soon

 

Will invent the ultimate weapon

 

 

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The weapon that renders

 

ALL weapons

Dysfunctional and useless

 

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Heart songs


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Each one of us is born
With heart songs inside

When the ride gets rough,

People become tough
Life rages with noise

Our heart songs faint

To the background
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But each one of us is born
With many heart songs inside

A kind word, or a poem,

Caress of a tender hand,

Attentive ear,

A meal made with love,
Or a prayer said in silence
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A gaze pure and gentle,
Heartwarming embrace,
A small act of forgiveness,
A glorious twinkle in the eye,
Or a radiant smile
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When autumn falls
Don’t hibernate
Get out and about
Plough the meadows of your soul
Seeds of good deeds
Plant all around

Let love bloom

Let hope thrive
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Open your heart

Dance to its singing
Paint the corners of your soul
Pink and lilac, blue and green
Then sway and shine
Sprinkle your joy
Extend your hands
Embrace the world
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Is it me standing on my head, or is it the world upside-down?


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Silent cries of babies dying pierce my ears

Deformed infants born, a nightmare called “life”

Corpses of bleeding whales paint the ocean pink

Lifeless grey trees, trunks chopped and dry

Bees falling dead “we don’t know why!”

Breathless sweet dolphins scattered by the seashore

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Heavy nights descend like bricks

Hidden hands tighten around my neck

I’m breathing mud I’m breathing sand

Is it just me standing on my head?

Or is everything around upside-down?

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Destruction… “conquest” of nature

Radioactive waste… praised as accomplishment

Robbery in broad day light… a “Historic Achievement”

Progress… a family is no longer mum and dad

Liberty… measured in nudity per cm², put on display

Civilisation…  how many weapons  a nation could amass

Science… a tool of annihilation and a mushroom cloud

Charity… bailout of bankers adding to the trillions in their “empty” coffers

If we don’t give them that, our world would collapse… yes, collapse

Economy… snatching the last piece of bread from a hungry destitute

Financial growth… interest goes up and up, while life goes down

Security… watching every move, recording every word, just to keep us “safe”

Technology… counting every breath, monitoring every dream only just in case

Defence…  watch out, every blink of an eye might be a “secret code”,

 Every social gathering could be a “sleeping cell”, call 999 only just in case

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O dear Beloved God

How could such a small heart

Take all this pain

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All I want to be

Is a flower

or leaf in a tree

Hide forever

Where no one could see

Look up into Heaven

Smile at flying angels

As they smile at me

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Just a thought


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Our quest for JUSTICE through our pursuit of TRUTH is what should keep our intentions pure and our actions noble.

Our passion for humanity, beauty, harmony and equality is what allows love to grow in our hearts unhindered.

Like the Holy Land that is Palestine, it shines with goodness through the pursuit of its people for spiritual truth and by existing in harmony with nature and the pace of nature.

What makes it Holy and so breathtakingly beautiful is its embrace of that which is organic, pure and natural.

Thus, when we align ourselves in full harmony with the epitome of Nature’s Divine Laws, i.e Balance outlined with Beauty, translated in human terms as Justice embraced with Compassion, we become one with all there is.

If we slip, however,  into following the deceptive and oppressive methods of those whom we oppose, we lose the battle and it would be our defeat.

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Light upon Light


There is a flower in my heart

Nay, a wild garden

Blissful meadows

As far as the eye can see

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There is a child in my heart

Nay, manifold of children

Whole of Mankind

As far as the eye can see

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There is a sun in my heart

Nay, millions of stars

Universes . . . galaxies

As far as the eye can see

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There is a candle in my heart

Nay, bright dazzling Light

Light upon Light

As far as the eye can see

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“Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth.

The metaphor of His Light

is that of a niche

in which there is a lamp,

the lamp inside a glass,

the glass like a brilliant star,

lit from a blessed tree, an olive,

neither of the east nor of the west,

its oil all but giving off light

even if no fire touches it

Light upon Light

Allah guides to His Light whoever he wills

and Allah makes metaphors for mankind

and Allah has knowledge of all things”

(Qur’an 24:35)

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 اللَّهُ نُورُ السَّمَاوَاتِ وَالْأَرْضِ مَثَلُ نُورِهِ كَمِشْكَاةٍ فِيهَا مِصْبَاحٌ الْمِصْبَاحُ فِي زُجَاجَةٍ الزُّجَاجَةُ كَأَنَّهَا كَوْكَبٌ دُرِّيٌّ يُوقَدُ مِن شَجَرَةٍ مُّبَارَكَةٍ زَيْتُونِةٍ لَّا شَرْقِيَّةٍ وَلَا غَرْبِيَّةٍ يَكَادُ زَيْتُهَا يُضِيءُ

وَلَوْ لَمْ تَمْسَسْهُ نَارٌ نُّورٌ عَلَى نُورٍ يَهْدِي اللَّهُ لِنُورِهِ مَن يَشَاءُ وَيَضْرِبُ اللَّهُ الْأَمْثَالَ لِلنَّاسِ وَاللَّهُ بِكُلِّ شَيْءٍ عَلِيمٌ

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Love is a Wonder


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Love is a wonder

A peek into Heaven

Barren hearts

Lush and bloom

 

Love so vast,love the sky cannot contain. how does all this fit inside my heart

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Love is a wonder

Spontaneous gush

Pure and tender

When a heart is touched

By kindness of soul

Of the beloved

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Once upon a dream


Whenever I finish writing an article or a poem, I think to myself, that’s it now, I have said all what I needed to say, I have poked into wasps nests, divulged forbidden topics and delved into taboos, few are willing to touch.  I have also expressed the very innermost deepest sentiments and thoughts of my being, I am done now. I am ready to depart. Nothing left to say or to write about.

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Lo and behold,

Before I know it

I fall upon a crime

An image of life pulverised

A frozen tear of a beloved child

Stabs my heart

Coils my guts in crazy knots

Rips my soul

Like a dagger piercing into my existence

Like a volcano erupting in my conscience

Like a burning bullet whizzing through my mind

My limbs tremble in agony

My hearts pounds like thunder

I weep of pain

I scream of rage and anger

A poem is born