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Heba Badr-El-Din Jun 2011
The sea is near
The beach is close
There, there is quiet
And there
I shall go
Crashing softly
Against the shore
Ships pass by
And there’s nothing more

Lights so blinding
Lights all around
Reflecting on water
It makes you hear
It makes no sound
People staring at the sea
Soundless figures
Staring right at me
Heba Badr-El-Din Jun 2011
The dream I had
The dream I want
Can not be found
Cannot be caught
Not by my fingers
Not by my toes
For the dream that I dream,
Is not a dream at all
Heba Badr-El-Din Jun 2011
Going through the forest
In between the trees
Where all of the leaves are green
Every step makes a sound
There is nothing around

Things are blooming
Showing their faces
No more slumbering
It’s time to awaken

Out from under
In with the new
I love the forest
How about you?
Heba Badr-El-Din Jun 2011
Lights of yellow
Lights of blue
Lights that scatter
Over old and new

Mountains of green
Cities of stone
Shopping sprees
for things of gold

Cold as ever
Blankets around
Night is forever
No one is making a sound
Heba Badr-El-Din Jun 2011
Eyes of sadness
Tears of gold
Suit of red
But shield so cold

Job to help
While soaring high
Metal bird
does well in the sky
You inside
You can see
The people around you
are mean as can be

Trying to smile
but frowning still
Blond as you may be
Don’t worry
I feel the hurry
One more mile
and you can smile
Heba Badr-El-Din Jun 2011
There in my bed
Alone for hours
Out comes a sound
Like a yell of a tower

Funny as it seems,
The whole room shakes
Now that i see, next to me
My Auntie, is not awake

One after the other
Louder they come
Keeping me awake
While my head beats like a drum

Get me out of here
take me away
My pillow and I are
Moving,
Somewhere far away
Heba Badr-El-Din Jun 2011
Some are strict
Some are sweet
But all in all
You’re a treat

With a class so fine
Everything’s at stake
Even for grammar
Or a spelling mistake

If we sleep
We know what you’ll do
Throw a pen
Straight from you

Who will be my English Teacher?
When you’re not around
I hope it is not an old wrinkly creature
Making a funny sound

I know you’ll miss me
And I’ll miss you too
Let’s chat on facebook
And that will do…
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