It's Empty
Fully empty
Full of corpses
It's  sad
People are dead
It's hard
Kids are dead
One, two three or more
Hundreds they said
It's mad
Fully mad
No one cares
It's not their land
They fight
For what
Freedom
That's harsh
It's read
The colour of blood

My heart is rotten  
By such a felling disappointed

I Hate it
I hate him
I hate them
I hate the world
Disappointed  

Like a fig!

Trapped between silence and speech
Words can be dangerous
Silence might be a ******  
Poetry is a way out;
It says a lot.
At the same time, it says nothing
It's  silent- a sea before the storm ,
a volcano that can explore at any time-
It speaks, and it tells a  story
where verses, lines, rhymes,  tunes... are the main characters in her story .

Leave
Your
motherland
Become
A
refugee
The
Jew
Does
Not
Have
A
Land
They
Only
Took
Your
Land
Leave
The
Jew
Does
Not
Have
An
Identify
He
Will
Steal
Yours .
Don't
Leave
Live or die
Free
Pelastine

Love has no seasons
It comes suddenly  
At night, two hearts  are hanging
The sky, the winds and the breezes are still reminding me of you
The bird, when they fly - I remember you sir !
Far around the stars , a story of love
is going to rise.

What do we grow !
We grow pain
We grow tiredness
We grow negative vibes
We grow selfishness
That's what we grow
That's what we grow
What do we grow !
We grow  hate
We grow envy
We grow manipulation
We grow injustice
We grow arrogance
We grow death
We grow occupation
That's what we grow
That's what we grow
What do we grow!

The moon is blue.
It was never blue like that
The stars are falling
They were never falling before
Red flags are everywhere
They were never there

The story which started
Will never end

Birds are singing a song
They never sang it before
The moon is blue
It was never blue before
The moon is blue
It was never blue like that

Sad, life is bad
Someone shoot me on the head
Dead, life is about to  end
Sad, we are all dead
Sad, depression is living in my head
Sad, I'm nothing but dead

Let my soul fly
Liberating me from my cursed Cry
A sad sound repeated everyday
catches the attention of every Sad one
Creating a  feeling of a Dead  one

Illusion, life is

Dream, we must live

Dreamer, we must be

A world  full dreams, we must teach

A world of delusion,  we Must leave

The reason is to breath

happiness, we must reach

reality, must be put above not beneath

Hope, we must teach  

create a generation that can breath

Feelings are nothing but a suffer
Emotions are nothing but a  bitterness
I like winter
Yet, not the  wintry feelings
Rain  for me is a sign of salvation
It pures  our bodies from the bitterness of emotions
yet, it becomes emotionless
Let the wintry weather disappear
May my beloved comes here

Leave or live
Die or try
Laugh or cry
If you die
At least, you try
life is not a butterfly
You can't fly
But you can try

I            'm
L      ighting
O              ur
V         isual
E              ye
Y             ou
O      rdered
U         pper

Poetry is our salvation
It pures our bodies from the negative emotions
Poetry is a  doze that will save us from sadness and  depression
Poetry  is our hero in  the tragedy of life

Feelings are  shaking
They are creating a melody in our hearts
They are singing a tune of death

Hello Pelastine!

One day I will leave you
Thanks for the pain you gave me
Betrayer
I can't even believe you
layer
my heart is in a fear


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The War killed our children
Though destroyed our houses
Homeless we are!
We live in our  Motherland
Now our Motherland lives within us
They destroyed our happiness
Invalided our houses
Killed our calmness
In the promised land
We become storangers in our land
They said, it's their country!
How and they didn't have any country!
They came from different lands
Settled  our lands!
They now call it homeland!
They didn't have any background
Strangers in our land !
There was a child in this land
Homeless he becomes
All his family died
Now, their spirits live there!
There was once a thief
Entered our land!
This thief stole our  this land !
He called it Canaan !