❤︎ 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 had 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”
He told me he’s yearning to find some peace
Not through brain-numbing tablets
But the other way, the spiritual way
“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”
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
* * *
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

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”
“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

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

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❤ ❤ ❤ 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



❤ ❤ ❤
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


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


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




Mystic Ties

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

Humanity’s Heart

Humanity has a    Heart




Heart Whisper

Share the nectar of your heart

It will bloom in abundance



Biography of an Odd-Soul

* * *

A silent child I was

Hardly ever spoken

This girl is abnormally quiet, they whispered

She must be deaf or dumb

* * *

* * *

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?
* * *
* * *

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?

* * *
* * *

Who I really am?

How come I can think?

Who is that talking inside my head,

When my my lips are utterly sealed?

What am I doing here?

Where did I come from?

And most intriguing, why?

* * *

* * *

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
* * *
* * *

Untamed child, with a stolen heart

Captured by a net, weaved of stars

A sky-gazer, fascinated by all

Everything flying leaf, every passing breeze
Every living being, big or small
* * *
* * *

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

 * * *

* * *

At school, I would turn red-jam-jelly

When spoken to, or asked a question

Hence the nickname, Nena Red cheeks
* * *

* * *

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
* * *

* * *

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
* * *

* * *

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

* * *



* * *

Today, playing with my two years old grandson

as every day,

He found a hairbrush

Climbed behind me

Gently passing it through my hair

* * *


* * *

Suddenly stopped

Wrapped his little arms around my neck

and whispered: “ana bahibik

I love you

Treasures of Heaven fell into my lap

* * *


* * *

In his arms he held my soul

With that hug, I need nothing more

In my heart I had it all

* * *


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

I peel the petals of my heart

One by one

Lay them down

A pillow, fragrant and tender

Just for you


I grate the kernel of my soul

Day by day

Stitch with stardust

A cocoon, warm and cozy

Just for you


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


I gather the beats of my heart

Hour after hour

A string of starts

Sew it a blanket, silk and velvet

Just for you

Only to see you smile again

and for your beautiful eyes to gleam


May I Go Back, a Child


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


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


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


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


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


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

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


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



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

Love grows forever


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





Seen from above

Life is but a game

Captured in a story

Once upon a dream




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





When injustice becomes the law

When confusion leads many astray

Awakened hearts

Always find a way




Cherishing life, embracing all

Vessels of compassion heeding the call

Without distinction, holding creation big and small




Let there be hearts tender and pure

Floating lilies in a nectar river

Sublime serene, love grows forever


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Art work credit to
Yasmeen Olya and Layla Nowras

Human Hands

Human hands, made for giving

A pounding heart ever forgiving


“An outwards sign of inwards grace”

To give lone souls a loving embrace


Caring hands never cause harm

For sore open wounds, balsam and balm


Helping hands give and share

Tender, compassionate above being fair


Healing hands caress your pain

The kiss of life to the dying, the slain


Humble hands raised up to pray

Dancing rainbows rejoice in play


Heart Whisper


We do not choose our circumstances

We do however, choose how to react to them

Our very reaction is what creates our destiny


Our Humanity …انسانيتنا



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



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


Little Miracles


I gaze at your eyes


I marvel, I’m in awe



I touch your face


I marvel, I’m in awe



I kiss your cheeks


I marvel, I’m in awe





I smell your hair


I marvel, I’m in awe




I hear your laughter


I marvel, I’m in awe



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I hold your hand


I marvel, I’m in awe





I tickle your feet


I marvel, I’m in awe



Baby, what Sublime Hand has made you?


What heavenly mist breathed you here?



What Women Want ?!

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




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”


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



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



Women want to hold her baby with adoration and devotion

Fill her CV with pride

Job: Mother

Not “Housewife” or “Unemployed”



Women want to play

Adorn the ambiance with joy and laughter



Twirl, glide, sway and dance

with her son or her daughter





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


Women want to open her arms wide and embrace the world

Women Want Wonders


Women Work Wonders


If only you could see




Inspired by:

The Death of Feminism

My Beloved Little Ones


Children of the stones


Children of Palestine


Beacons of Dignity


Lanterns of Hope



Freedom-lovers, Life-Givers


Before you courage, I stand in awe


At your wounds, I lower my gaze in shame



In altruism, you are the masters


For Humanity…  The Inspiration



Before the beauty of your scarred faces



I bow my head down

Kiss your feet

In utmost love and adoration


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I remember, Lema and Nour






“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”

* * *

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

* * *

Lema, a singing of a Canary…soft and warm

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

* * *

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

* * *

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

* * *

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

* * *

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



لمى ونور



” 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”

* * *

لمى هزتني كليماتك

اجتثني من الاعماق  سيول الصمت بآهاتك

وروع قلبي المكلوم سكوناً  لف صرخاتك

ولوعني ذاك البريق في عينيك رغماً عن جراحاتك

* * *

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

* * *

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

* * *

لمى يا حبيبة لا تجزعي

فحبيبتك الآن حرة

هي نور وقد صارت الآن نوراً

في جوف طيرأخضرٍ

عشه قنديل نور

* * *

ملائك ربك تقرئها السلام

تطأطئ الهامات إكباراً واجلالا

تفرش لها الأكوان  ياسمينا وورداً

* * *

نورتطوف الآن نشوى

حول عرش الرحمن

تُسَّبح دوماً تراتيل امتنان

تنثر الدعوات زهورعطر

وروح وريحان

ترسم البسمات أشواقاً وحباً

ولقاءً للأحبة بأعتاب الجنان


Baba Stop Sobbing


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


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



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


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



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”


But, once upon a freaky nightmare

Monsters in human form

Zipped out in a dark and eery night

Landed upon his Holy-Land


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




A Tear for the World


I feel your throbbing pain

O World

I see your bleeding soul

I cringe, I go insane



Weary, I retreat

To the land of barren tears

Where no man has ever been

In silence, I weep



“O dear God”

I whisper

“How can such a small heart,

Take all this pain?”








My newborn grandson


An absolute treasure;


Not just an antidepressant


But a joy-agent

A bundle of delight





Let there be Hope !

Be optimistic


Never lose hope



The majestic force of LIFE

Is greater than

The destructive force of evil

Simple as that !


The Rescue




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


Grief runs deep

Cutting through hills and mountains

In the caves and underground

Far beyond my reach


It was raining agony… that day

Restless… agitated… weighed down

Haunted by my nightmare

You’re never coming home


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


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



Then this sweet… sweet comfort

Gently overwhelming

Lovingly embracing

Tenderly holding

Magically transforming

That distressed soul with a troubled heart


In this land of sorrow


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



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



Thank you for my worries

For without them I could never

Fully enjoy peace of mind

And tranquillity


Thank you for my pain

For without it

I could only imagine

What others go through

Amal, 11 years old. 

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



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




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


Kneeling down with utmost love

Embrace your pain and weary hearts

Caress your wondrous beautiful souls



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


Giving fragrance when caressed

Held up softly, crushed or destroyed



In abundance it fills the ambiance

Never withholds what it contains


Every person you come by

Paths have crossed, wisdom unknown



Don’t let it pass or go to waste

Without a whisper, heart to heart



Spiky shells hide weary souls

Fragile and wounded throbbing in pain



Just like you, carry own load

Seeking retreat, hurting and cold


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



Brush your surrounds with your heavenly soul

Paint grey days with rainbow hues



lilac and mauve, violet and green

Red and amber, pink and blue



Scatter your pearls for all who seek

Sparkles of joy, boundless sublime



Awaken seeds of love, dormant inside

Watch barren hearts tremble and bloom

Be a rose




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


My prayer is that








Will invent the ultimate weapon




The weapon that renders


ALL weapons

Dysfunctional and useless



Heart songs

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
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

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

Is it me standing on my head, or is it the world upside-down?



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




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?




Destruction… “conquest” of nature

Radioactive waste… praised as achievement

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


O dear Beloved God

How could such a small heart

Take all this pain




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



Just a thought


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.


Light upon Light

There is a flower in my heart

Nay, a wild garden

Blissful meadows

As far as the eye can see




There is a child in my heart

Nay, manifold of children

Whole of Mankind

As far as the eye can see




There is a sun in my heart

Nay, millions of stars

Universes . . . galaxies

As far as the eye can see




There is a candle in my heart

Nay, bright dazzling Light

Light upon Light

As far as the eye can see




“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)


 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



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


Love is a wonder

Spontaneous gush

Pure and tender

When a heart is touched

By kindness of soul

Of the beloved



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.

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

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Other times,

Wondering in my world

I fall upon a dream

A vision tickles my heart

Melt it away, like butter on a hot tray

Like a baby’s hand

Wrapped around my finger

Like a blanket of stars

Embracing my estrangement

Caressing my wounds

Swaying my soul in an ocean of love

Whispering a lullaby of heaven in my ear

I twirl in dazzlement

Wallow in delight

My heart pounds like thunder

My eyes moisten of joy

My limbs tremble in ecstasy and bewilderment

A poem is born


One moment of madness

Would you forget me?
If I disappear from your life
You asked me once

Teasing you
I replied
With this memory of mine
There are no guarantees
I don’t trust it with any thing

You know
I might know people for years
But when I meet in the street
My mind goes blank
I know that I know them
But that’s as far as it goes


All I want is

One moment of forgetfulness
One moment of insanity

One moment in which
I am

Of you


Feelings and Words


Trying to squeeze feelings into words

No act of justice at all

It distorts… disfigures

Belittles… demeans

A great offence without a doubt

To my shame and my disgrace

 I confess, I am to blame

Truly “Guilty” I declare

Defend me not I don’t deserve

For feelings can only be felt

So, when I write about my love

Don’t ever think I’m making sense

 No language can ever convey

The boundless, the eternal

Expression falls short by far

Feelings can only be felt

When I write about my sorrow

Don’t dare believe my words or verses

My speech is nothing but hollow hues

How can the infinite ever be defined

Feelings can only be felt

Truly “Guilty” I declare


My wish for all

Strolling by the ocean

Seagulls flying by

Praying in adoration

Delightful full of grace



Engulfed in waves of love

Boundless indescribable

Immense intense supreme

One of those rare moments

Awesome and sublime




Love swathed my being

Love tickled my heart

Love caressed my mind

Love swayed my soul




Tears of joy streaming

Tranquil and serene

Melodies of gratefulness

Swirled inside my core




Singing like a nightingale

One thought gripped my mind;

I wish this wondrous moment

To be felt by ALL



Cherish Life

Every form you come by

Every smile you ever see

Every twinkle in the eye

Every child small and sweet


Cherish life

Every animal happen to meet

Roaming around for something to eat

All they want is to live, let live

Praising the One who brought them here




Cherish life

Every flower or  tree

Just like you, feels your love and have dreams

To bring beauty, delight your eyes

So fill your heart with gratitude

 Cherish life



Sit in silence, tune in,  try to listen

To the deepest voice within  your soul

Feel the melody swaying through

Wiping your tears, tickling your heart

As your eyes dance with joy

Cherish life

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O my Beloved



My Beloved
I did not see You
But, with the whispers in my heart I knew
Is that possible?
Is it possible, a heart would fall in love,

With whom she never saw?




Can anyone who tasted the sweetness of such love
Ever deny?
Can it ever know bitterness?
Or think of running away?

Can prostrating souls
Accept subjugation?
Or ever engage in deception?



Oh my Hope …
I was little girl
Agonized with nostalgia
Went looking for you
Her sanity disintegrated, while searching
Couldn’t find her heartbeats
Her imagination inflamed… wild


Her sight estranged
Mesmerised, pulled up toward Heaven
Hoping to see your face
Longing for purification with your Light
Dreaming of a drop of mercy
Affectionate, tender, blessed with dew
And yearning for one moment of closeness …. Eternal



My Beloved… You are the One who Knows
If kneeling down would be a struggle sometimes
For this frail body, aching and sore
Soul never cease prostrating
Ever satisfied, care not for the pain
The heart tranquil and serene
Does not know fright



Hasten, my heartbeats, race your shadow

Fly above your imagination
Knock at the door of my Beloved
Chant your longing in supreme adoration
Scatter your poetry like shimmering stars
Like flowers, meadows and roses

Like the scent of lavender
Plaited daisies and dandelions


O my heartbeats, align
Standup and sway
Tune in and smile
Throb in devotion… infinite, eternal



In the name of my Beloved, sing
Until you melt away …
And perish …

In the name of my Beloved, sing
You return



يا حبيبي


يا حبيبي

انا ما رأيتك

لكنما في همس قلبي عرفتك

أيعقل ذاك؟

أيهوى الفؤاد ما لم يرى؟


وهل يمكن لمن ذاق شهد ذيّاك الهوى

أن ينكره

أن يعرف المرار
أو يطلب الفرار


أوتقدر الأرواح الركّع السجود

أن تقبل الهوان

أو  تحسن الخداع


يا رجائي…

طفلة كنت صغيرة

لوعها الحنين

ذهبت تبحث عنك

ثار فيها الخيال

ضاع عنها الرشد

 تاه منها الفؤاد


زاغ منها البصر

شاخصاً نحو السماء

آملاً رؤية وجهك

راجياً طهراً بنورك

حالماً بقطرة رحمة…

حنّانةٍ، حبّابةٍ… نديّة

وحنيناً للحظة قربٍ…. أبدية


حبيبي… وأنت الأعلم

إن  عز السجود حيناً

على الجسد الضعيف المفعم بالألم

فالروح لا تكف عن السجود

والنفس في رضا لا تابه للوجع

والقلب في سكينة

لا تعرف الهلع


أيا نبض قلبي أسرعَنْ … سابق خيالك

واطرقَنْ باب الحبيب

رتل الأشواق في عشقٍ

وانثر الاشعار كالنجوم الباهيات

كالزهور كالمروج كالورود

كعطر إكليل الجبل

كالنرجس المجدول


قم تمايل

قم تناغم

قم تبسم

خافقاً بهواك السرمدي


باسم الحبيب تغنّى

الى أن تذوب…


باسم الحبيب تغنّى

إلى أن …



Stay human… Stay sane

How can one see all this evil

and stay sane



How can a soul live all these horrors

and stay sane

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How can a brain digest all this lunacy

and stay sane
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and stay sane



Retreat, take a refuge within
Listen to your heart beating
Tune in, hear the music, as you pray
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Speak a word of love, kind and caring, two or more
Embrace with a heart tender and warm
Listen with grace to someone’s problem
Caress a wound, of an injured life
Hold a hand, wipe the tears of a weepy soul
Offer a shoulder to a tearful face
Hug a child in anguish or fear
Give a smile, genuine and pure
Seeds of mercy, compassion and love
Plant everywhere
Watch your heart-songs come to life
Dance to their heavenly tune
Delight as poetry fills you soul
Rinse, rinse, rinse your pain

As flakes of love

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Lullaby of Hope

Let me run outside
Kiss a flower
Hug a tree
Follow my shadow
Till I am gone
I have seen too much
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Let me escape
This world of lies
Embrace an angel

Hold a baby in my arms

Wash my soul

I have seen too much

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Let me chase a rainbow
Climb a mountain
Slide down a waterfall
Cover my eyes
Weep until tears no more
I have seen too much
Let me jump in the ocean

Pull out my heart

Shake it well, inside out

Scrap and polish until it glows
I have seen too much
Let me slay my own ogres
Ego and greed, arrogance and pride
Let me lay my head down
Humbly and pray
For I have seen too much
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Remember soul, remember
The evil you see is not but a foaming froth
Passing away
Soon will be over, it will not last
Only truth, peace and beauty
Will remain

A Tale of a Palestinian little girl

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A little girl, she was…  young and mischievous
In a rusty barrel, she’d roll
From the orchard, down to the foot of the mountain
When someday she’d feel tired
She’d sit still… and ponder
Whisper to pomegranate kernels
Caress almonds with a stone
Make Jokes with lemons
Tell stories of good people to orange blossom
Recite the news to carob, hawthorn and apples trees,
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A little girl, she was…  young and mischievous
she’d run around gathering poppies
Drink morning dew scented of wild iris
She’d chase butterflies and race hummingbirds
Fill water jars from the well, empty them in clay zeer
From broken glass pieces she’d paint windows
and of pebbles and stones, walls for her little house
with girls and boys she’d sing and dance
celebrate a wedding, in “bride and groom” game
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When evening
Her head, plaited with clouds
Would lay to embrace her grandma’s lap
Most tender most beautiful pillow
A warm and gentle hand… as paradise
would caress her curly hair
A sweet velvety voice as of an angel
Tell her stories, perhaps she’d fall asleep
With smiling heart and smiling lips she’d close her eyes
Open her transparent wings and fly
Above the vineyards and fig and olive fields
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A little girl, she was…  young and mischievous
One rosy moonless night
Sky shimmered with her diamond gown
Stillness fell asleep like a breathing angel
This gorgeous night is mine, I’ll sleep on the terrace
I will count her many stars
will not forget or ignore any
I’ll uncover her secrets
Tonight without a doubt, I’ll learn the truth
I will count her many stars, one by one
I’ll know their essence
and if I look hard enough
I may even see the face of the One who created
who sparkled sky with stars
Her giggling mischievous eyes whispered
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On a straw carpet, her eyes looked up and far
Struck by breathtaking beauty
Her heart gripped in awe
Her mind flew away
Her vision disintegrated
She didn’t give up though
Continued counting
Star after star after star
and since that day
She has not finished yet
If you ever meet her
You would find her still counting
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حكاية طفلة من فلسطين

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حكاية طفلة من فلسطين

طفلةً كانت… صغيرة… وشقية

تتددحرج في اسطوانة علاها الصدا

من أعلى الحاكورة

الى سفح الجبل

وإذا يوماً ما اعتراها التعب

جلست تتأمل …

تناجي حبات الرمان

تداعب اللوزات بالحجر وتمزح مع الليمون

تحكي قصة الأخيار لزهر البرتقال

وتسرد الأخبار للتفاح والخروب والزعرور

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طفلةً كانت… صغيرة… وشقية

تقطف الحنّون
ترشف عطر السوسن البري مع ندى الصباح

تلاحق الفراش تسابق الأطيار

تملأ جرار الماء تفرغها في الأزيار

من فتافيت الزجاج ترسم النوافذ

ومن الحصى والطوب تصنع الحيطان

لبيتها الصغير

ومع بنات الحارة تشارك الصبيان

تزغرد وتغني بزفة العرسان

“في لعبة “العروس والعريس

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وعندما المساء

يعانق رأسها المجدول بالغيوم

حضن الجدة الحنون

وسادةً… لا أرقَّ ولا أجمل

تداعب شعرها الأجعد

يد دافئة ناعمة حانية … كما الجنة

وصوت عذب مخملي كصوت ملاك

يحكي لها الحكايا لعلها تنام

باسمة القلب والشفتين تغفو … تحلم بالسنونو

بجناحين رقيقين تطير

فوق كروم العنب وحقل التين والزيتون

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طفلةً كانت… صغيرة… وشقية

وذات ليلة وردية المشاعر ما بها قمر

تلألأت سماؤها بثوب من الألماس

غفا السكون في أحضانها ملاكاً وادع الأنفاس

تلك البهية ليلتي سأنام في العليّة

سأحصي نجوم الكون

وسأكشف عن أسرارها
لن أغفل عن أيٍّ منها لن أنسى منها شيئا

الليلة دون ريب سأعلم الحقيقة

سأحصي نجوم الكون… نجماً نجما

وأعرف الماهية

ولإن أنا أمعنت في التحديق

لربما رأيت ذاك الذي أبدع الأكوان

وزين السماء بالنجوم

همست بعينيها الضاحكة الشقية

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فراشها الحصير

رنت بعينيها بعيــــــــــــداً للسما
سلب الجمال لبها

ذهب بقلبها

طار منها العقل وتبعثر البصر

لكنها ما استسلمت

بدأت تعد نجومها

نجماً نجما…. نجماً نجما

ومنذ ذاك الحين

لليوم ما انتهت

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I am off


Hey grownups

I don’t want your world

I don’t want your crazy wars

I don’t want your gold and silver

I don’t want your shiny coins

I can’t stand your golden calf

I don’t like your silly games

I don’t want to play

no more

I am off, I don’t want to stay

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I want to run away, go back
Be child again… forever
I want to hold my broken heart
Glue it back together

Paint it all anew

With a brush and splash of tears

Fill its oceans, wash the sky

Colour a rainbow all in between

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With my doll holding onto me

Run towards the edge of the universe

Where heaven jumps down to kiss the earth

Near the bush where sparrows pray

There I’d sit calmly and wait

Until its all over

and grownups are no more.

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Come little children with Jasmine headbands

Come play with me
Sing your hearts and dance around
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Heavenly Shower