During Times Of War

During times of war

I want to say: I only love you, And I cling to you, Like the peel clings to a pomegranate, Like the tear clings to the eye, Like a knife that clings to the wound, And like a bullet that clings to my heart,

I love you…

~ Nizar Qabbani

During Times Of War

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3 years ago

Do you have to shed tears to cry? Can't one cry when lips are smiling? Do you have to look beautiful to love? Can't a beautiful soul on an ugly skin bind the heart? Should a weapon be a dagger to kill? Can't eyes be a gun, smile a bullet?

Do You Have To Shed Tears To Cry? Can't One Cry When Lips Are Smiling? Do You Have To Look Beautiful

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3 years ago

My Brother

I will never forgive my twin brother after abandoning me for a whole seven minutes inside my mother’s womb.

He left me there alone, terrified of the dark, floating like an astronaut in that viscous liquid, listening to how on the other side they were kissing and adoring him.

Those were the seven longest minutes of my life, and which destined him to be the first born and my mother’s favorite. After that, I would always make sure to leave places before Pablo; the bedroom, the house, school, the theater… even if it meant missing the end of a movie.

One day I got distracted and my brother left before I did, and while he was watching me with his adorable smile, a car came by and hit him.

When my twin brother died, my mother grabbed his body and yelled my name. I have not corrected her since then...

I died and my brother lived.

My Brother – Rafael Noboa

My Brother

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1 year ago

Have you ever had a crush? Have you ever felt a rush? Makes my heart stop, she didn't even blush And I got a crush Oh man I got a crush Got a psychedelic dagger in my heart, tell the paramedics to rush

I hate crushes, I cover bruises with paintbrushes Pour it all in the music now that my bank's ruptured

She never texts me, she never texts me, she never texts me Never texts me, she never texts me, forgot to text me

Well I guess we accept the ones that neglect us And my moms say that we disrespect the ones that perfect us And try to protect us

I really hope that you get this My thoughts are weighin' me down My neck can't handle the necklace Your father says that I'm reckless, I didn't cause all that wreckage

had to give you this message I wrote it straight from the soul and it didn't make sense to text it So I snuck up in your room, put it on your shoulder and in return You sent me back a restraining order.

Jaden - let it breath

7 months ago

The Rain

By sea...towards another space, shaking off my dust. Forgetting my name, the names of plants, and the history of trees.. Escaping from this sun that flogs me with its boredom... Fleeing from cities that slept for centuries under the feet of the moon.. Leaving behind me eyes made of glass and a sky made of stone. I will not go back to the sun... for I now belong to the rainstorms.

The Rain

by: Nizar Qabbani


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3 years ago

what have you left us you disgraceful leaders?

what have you left for us beside destruction?

distortions of our history and a crippled nation,

who made you masters?

who made you our masters when we were born free?

who replaced history?

who changed the title?

who increased our pain?

who divided us?

you are worse than traitorous spies

No more obedience to you after today, no more.

- Adel the freeman

What Have You Left Us You Disgraceful Leaders?

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1 year ago

If a storm hits me

If A Storm Hits Me

If a storm hits me and the winds shake me, the voice of hope in me says: that the storms will calm down, If a lightning bolt strikes me and does not leave me a wing, the voice of hope in me says: that I fly without range, If my branches wither and thirst from their longing for water, the voice of hope in me says : that the sky is cloudy and dew. And if I were to be imprisoned for twenty years, the voice of hope in me says: that I have a morning and a promise. Even if they cut off my head while it's at the tip of spears, the voice of hope in me says: that life has just begun. But if a friend betrays me and I am alone and he leaves, the voice of hope in me says : I am done…this was my last call.

Poem by : Muhathil Alsqor


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5 months ago

We used to meet at dusk Sitting on the old bridge While fog surrounds the hills It covers the road past our sight

No one knows where we are Only the sky and the autumn leafs When you said "I love you" The miserable clouds disappeared

-Al Rahbani Brothers

We Used To Meet At Dusk Sitting On The Old Bridge While Fog Surrounds The Hills It Covers The Road Past

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10 months ago

تتلاشى الاكتاف من حولك تدريجيا كلما ازدادت حاجتك للاستناد

تتلاشى الاكتاف من حولك تدريجيا كلما ازدادت حاجتك للاستناد

The shoulders around you gradually disappear as your need for support increases


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1 year ago
اللون البرتقالي والغروب الحبل والانتحار الزجاج والجرح

اللون البرتقالي والغروب الحبل والانتحار الزجاج والجرح المحيط والغرق الخريف والوداع المرآة و أنا النوافذ و التحديق اليد والتلويح من بعيد الطريق ولقاء الصدفة

اللون البرتقالي والغروب الحبل والانتحار الزجاج والجرح

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