Not by religion
Just by human
nature and social
concern...
And, not by
country I am
living
I am Palestinian
Free Palestine and
Palestinians...
May 19, 2021
May 19, 2021 at 12:30 PM UTC
Every time he touches her
My heart breaks a little
And by the end of the night
It was completely shattered
...
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 10:51 AM UTC
Don't just think
That our eyes are filled with rebellion
We a have desire for a better world
Add on your story if you can relate, your voice, everyday
People trapped in busy days, gettimg swept away
So stop pretending you're safe and sound
It's just a cycle of being perpetrators and victims
Why we say go louder.
We're so young
We're so freaky
We're trapped inside, losing what's real
We be screaming "GO"
Another pain, another page
Another song, this one
If no one can understand me
Then my dream will make you understand
Shout even louder, go
Trust your ego and for everything else, eyes closed
This isn't just my monologue
We're dreaming together, dreamers shout back.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
I used to believe in "forever"
Because of YOU.
You made me happy
You made me believe in " love"
you gave reasons live again
But you gave up...
You... gave up on me
You left me...alone...
I started to give up
I lost my happiness
i lost my emotions
I lost... Me... myself
Because of YOU!
I hope you're happy
Because...
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
I am Bold
I am Smart
I am Strong
I am Fun
I am Free
I am a Person
I am Me
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 9:08 PM UTC
December is a cold month.
So cold.
So incomplete.
A time when nature dies,
Along with parts of me.
December is a month of dreary days.
Lit up with lights to mask the pain.
Holiday spirit.
Just an excuse to drink.
Food, family, friends.
It's all just more fuel to think.
I grew up to understand the Grinch.
Whose heart became so small.
And although these lights do warm me,
I want to crush them all.
December is a month of lies and of deceit.
It's not at all about spirit, rather a receipt.
I'd prefer sit alone.
A fireplace and a book.
Than sit along beside others, to have my heart led astray by some crook.
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC
Do all the good you can
By all the means you can
In all the ways you can
In all the places you can
To all the people you can
As long as ever you can
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
Nothing is going to protect us from the human condition
We can have fortune and fame
Be on the top of our game
We can be a rocker
in Lost Wages
We can be a woman with a small child
Trying to do welfare to work
We can dance the tango with a Friday night ****
We can be busted for another dui
We can be the head of the corporation
We can even be Paul McCartney
Michael Jordan
Kennedy may be our name
But nothing is going to protect us
from the human condition
I've gambled and won
I've gambled and lost
Millionaire wives die of cancer
Joanie's Johnnie gets SARS
Steve Jobs takes the last dive.
A truck driver falls asleep
A thirty seconds delay winds up catastrophe
So sorry!
Nothing protects us from the human condition
There are mine fields all around us,
most we don't even see
We can be in Mosul
We can be in Aleppo
We can be in Somalia
We can be in Mozambique
One ember, a conflagration
One breath of air, a hurricane
One drop of rain, water everywhere
Twisted Bill Cosby
his son
murdered while changing a tire
Your name can be Whitney Houston
mother and daughter
have died
Ronald Reagan's dementia
he didn't remember a thing
The list of the names
it never really ends
all that fame power and fortune
All of the pain loss and suffering
of me and you
Bad moods ain't seen nothing yet
There is no protection from the human condition
You can set me up another one
I'm drinking to
"how it goes "
I hide out
I come out
I'm probably like you
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
except
find slices of delight when able
There is no protection from the human condition.
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 9:01 AM UTC
Make new friends
But keep the old.
One is Silver
The one Gold.
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 7:59 AM UTC
Broken and broken
again on the sea, the moon
so easily mends.
Over the winter forest,
winds howl in a rage
with no leaves to blow.
Ere yet the sun is high
All blue the iris blossoms wave,
The color of the sky.
At dawn
The pink clouds,
Like hundreds of *****
Creep from the hollows of heaven
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 7:43 AM UTC