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I'm sitting in In-School-Suspension
I flick their air with my tongue,
And I can taste the tension
And the humility
Of the acts that got my fellow **** ups here

One was in a fight,
One was selling ***,
One caught with a knife,
The other blew his snot,
On the principal

This room is as bland as bland can be
Tanned walls and tall ceilings,
That are impossible to reach
I just can't shake the feeling,
Of boredom taking over me

This poem has no real purpose,
I'm writing to pass the time,
Only five more hours to go,
Since it's half past nine

Tick, tock, tick tock,
Goes the clock,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
There it goes again, the clock
With it's ticking,
And it's tocking
It's driving me insane,
Up the tanned walls to the high ceilings
I can't shake the feeling,
Of boredom taking over me
 Dec 2013 Mhmd elHalwani
islam
A sanctimonious expression.
A blank mind harvests life's sins
And the desire becomes the master.

A wicked expression.
An overloaded mind vomits life's lessons
And the grey hair awaits death in silence.
 Dec 2013 Mhmd elHalwani
islam
Humans tend to destroy everything that is pure and heavenly.
I reside in Lebanon, a paradise.
But since people abhor each other religously,
the city has fallen and it cannot rise.
So I watch them **** each other's lives rapidly,
and I smile to myself because it's like watching mice.
Mice trying to steal a rotten piece of cheese,
but little do they know, that it's a trap,
made by the old ******* cat!
Once the mice reach the cheese,
the cat will devour them.
"Such a sad story." I say aloud.
And god answers,
"A sad story indeed."
I live in Beirut.
 Dec 2013 Mhmd elHalwani
islam
Oh, fire!
You restless wall of flame,
Remember how you stole my friend?
Remember how you turned her into ashes?
I do.
I remember the greusome sight,
It was just another April night,
When she told me that she's feeling so bitter.
I asked her why? She didn't answer,
I didn't realize back then,
That my question is that last thing she heard.
Then the very next day,
I saw her face on the **** tv,
They said the firemen found a corpse among the debris,
And it was her body.
They said her daddy set the house on fire,
burning himself along with other five,
a kitten and a beautiful wife.
Do you remember now, fire?
How could you aid such a man?
He was driven by his passion to destroy!
Oh fire, you disappoint me.
They say that I fear you,
But I don't.
I just loathe you.
*So as I behold another blazing fire,
I'm filled with a hazardous desire:
To just wrap the flames around my body.
To my friend, Rima Matar.(22-7-1996_5/5/2013)
(Yes, the lack of editing is obvious.)
 Dec 2013 Mhmd elHalwani
islam
December is a bitter woman.
And the cool summer breeze,
Broke her heart.

December is a mad man.
The questions that haunted him,
Made him insane.

*December is a dead body.
That will remain cold. Forever.
I think of honor, and pride
And the clashing of swords
The Heart that beats inside
Master my weapon, an art form

I will protect my land and master,
At the cost of my own life
Arrows and katanas only come faster,
And I'll slip in to the light
The code I've lived by, do or die,
A samurai
 Dec 2013 Mhmd elHalwani
Tabitha
You're the one who walked by that homeless guy who once needed change,
You shrugged it off saying it wasn't any of your business nor any of your problem,
Never say your twisted tongue has never said something mean,
Nor ignored someone while you roll your eyes taunting,
Don't act like a smooth criminal because I see its your alter-ego,
You live each day so cold-blooded only to care for yourself,
You only obtain thick-skin when your are given authority,
Yet your a wimp amongst the majority,
You think not to stand beside that 'African-American',
You say it's because he is black he will steal your wallet,
******* racism that's what it is,
Your foolish stereotypical brain-washed mind,
Clear out your narrow minded thoughts,
He is from Nigeria worked hard and immigrated here,
But you wouldn't care to ask nor care to think otherwise,
Your ****** thought patterns will never change,
We are people and of all different colours,
From all the same ancestors,
Let us live together in once was peace and harmony,
Not commit acrimony.
Not saying there aren't any good people but I think there is always this underlining thought of evil within us all.

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