You get away, we are becoming shadows,
everything we said is now nothing.
I wanna see the sunlight,
remember the blue in your eyes,
I wanna see the marks on your face,
right before I said goodbye.

Now the feelings had faded,
the pain I felt is gone,
I look your eyes and I feel nothing,
the marks on your face have changed.

I said everything but it meant nothing,
the kind of life with no regrets,
I wanna see but all I see is shadows,
I wanna remember how I felt.

I'm sure my little poems,
  have no chance of getting
    anything "Done".
In a World of "Seven"
   thousand languages
       I know "One".

The temple at sunset
holds the pale light
to store up the glow
and endure the long night.

I was trained to love the dark
because it kept my hurt well hidden
To start a fight
to see the light
simply felt
forbidden

White, black, green, and red,
Waving a flag.
Let the world know
There is a right to be alive—
The people of Palestine have,
In their own olive land.