Autumn comes when my sadness
Arrived like a cold blanket
Of leaves,
The fleeting sun with short days
And rainy sessions of music
Too melancholic to feel
Any ray of sunshine.....

But I like my pain,
It holds firm to memories
That tie it all together,
The glow of a quarter moon
On my drowning lips speaking
The way I used to hold you,
The way you wore me like
A robe folding every curve
Around me:
How much the depths of my soul
Want to see you in a certain
Light, passing me even as air,
Yes,
The pain with final skies
Which calls for anguish in a flowering
Darkness leaving me
Nostalgic and scattered,
Yes,
I like my pain,
That is how I know it was real.

Its like browsing
the other
like....... on-line purchase
you compare
you check
you postpone
finally decided to marry
and came home
find its not suitable
but
unfortunately this product
not from amazon to return..

Blame it on Israel

This day had no laughter and no wisdom of an old man at my age
I ought to tell people what to do give advice in my rocking- chair
Instead, I'm in a revolt of fifteen years old wanting peace blaming
the old generation I'm should smile telling them to be patient
when I have waited for the freedom of the Palestine people for
50 years and Israel is not the nation to blame for this
Like the death of a child should not be of importance yes dear,
so many children die this one was rescued in a ruin the child was
blinded blood pouring from his mouth
Can I as an old man in a rocking chair defend this action?
So many civilians killed in the Middle East the Arab world is at war
with itself hating each other for not belonging to the right religious
group and to think Islam is the faith of the peaceful but the reality is
different what we witness is Arab greed it is all about  money,
empathy was not especially an Arabic notion this idea of sticking
together pulling  the wagon out of the oily slime seems to be alien to them let us made this clear Palestine would have been a sovereign nation if the Arabic world had wanted them to have independence