Fadi Sem

Fadi Sem Sep 2014

Stones scattered around me
Remnant of the life they had
Each tell a story and a gossip
Of those who stood this ground
My fingers slowly hold one
I hear the stories of the brave
Who dared to live in peace
Tears struggle to flow
As the distant memories sink
Deep in the caves of my mind

#war #peace #home #past #memory #palestine

Fadi Sem Sep 2014

Love?

It’s only a myth, a story told by others.
A feeling that’ll make life run through your veins,
The white & black world will be painted with colors.

It’s fiction, all the characters lie and decieve.
They say they’ve found their long lost other half;
I have not. Why on earth should I believe?

A fairytale, written in rhyming poetry and song.
The sun shines and roses bloom when she appears.
You sigh. You’re finally at the place you belong.

…

Real life, feels so dry, cloudy, incomplete and grey.
Perhaps, they did tell the truth after all, but I was blind.
Of the one that’ll enchant my world, I dream night & day,
My fairytale, my fiction & myth, I desperately wish to find.

#love #sad #lonely #sadness #alone #fairytale #fiction #myth

Fadi Sem Sep 2014

A Poet

An old poet lived in a dusty room
Cold, quiet, dark and gloom

In his mind, to heaven he flew away
Promising himself to return one day

Under an olive tree he embraces his wife
As if it was the first time of his life

Smiling as his boys call him from afar
No more wondering where they are

Holding on to breath and regardless of pain
He forced himself to go back down again

Climbing back to reality with a rope
Wishing for one last teardrop of hope

Half way down tired of his quest
Decides it is time to finally rest

A lonely poet lived in a lonely room
Little did they know it was merely a tomb

An old poet died today.

#depression #sadness #loneliness

Fadi Sem Sep 2014

If It Was Up To Me

If it was up to me,
I’d sing your name
As my mother tongue.
Let the sweet melody
Echo through the ears
Of old and young.

If it was up to me,
My national flag
Would be your hair.
My hand on my heart
Mumbling the anthem when
It waves through the air.

If It was up to me,
You’d stop the cursed wars
With a smile or a wink.
All the fighting cease and
The red soaked ground
Will turn into flowery pink.

If it was up to me,
The golden eyes are
The sun at noon.
Eyeliner is dusk.
And when they shut,
Here comes the moon.

If it was up to me,
You’d be the trees
The oceans, stars & clouds.
Cold summer breeze
Hitting the bale faces
Of the worshiping crowds.

If it was up to me,
You’d be the books,
Butterflies, cities & art.
Brushes of love, desire,
Madness and dreams
On my blank heart.

If it was up to me,
You’d be my miracle,
My water and wine.
The one and only wish
Of this life is that
You would be mine.

#love

Fadi Sem Sep 2014

Unseen Beauty

Hidden in plain sight,
Above us, and below.
The clouds will pass,
And the grass will grow.

The unseen beauty
Of this lonely rock.
You will not see it
Unless you stop and look.

An attempt to be positive.

#nature #beauty

Fadi Sem Sep 2014

Parallel Universe

Through black and worm holes,
In a green and blue world as ours.
One giant sun that makes up
Years, months, days and hours.

Wind still blows, pure rivers run
Through valleys of green.
Cities stand to touch the clouds,
With veins of smoke and machines.

All remains the same as you know it,
Until different choices finally made.
Do not stay a mere copy of another,
Step up, change, don’t be afraid!

The different paths you can take.

#change

Sep 2014

WickedHope

10 Words: My Existence

Life spirals around me
And I am stationary,
Completely solitary.

#depression #life #lonely #10w #isolation