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Just a thought

Posted on October 16, 2013 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

Our quest for JUSTICE through our pursuit of TRUTH is what should keep our intentions pure and our actions noble.

Our passion for humanity, beauty, harmony and equality is what allows love to grow in our hearts unhindered.

Like the Holy Land that is Palestine, it shines with goodness through the pursuit of its people for spiritual truth and by existing in harmony with nature and the pace of nature.

What makes it Holy and so breathtakingly beautiful is its embrace of that which is organic, pure and natural.

Thus, when we align ourselves in full harmony with the epitome of Nature’s Divine Laws, i.e Balance outlined with Beauty, translated in human terms as Justice embraced with Compassion, we become one with all there is.

If we slip, however, into following the deceptive and oppressive methods of those whom we oppose, we lose the battle and it would be our defeat.

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Once upon a dream

Posted on October 9, 2013 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

Whenever I finish writing an article or a poem, I think to myself, that’s it now, I have said all what I needed to say, I have poked into wasps nests, divulged forbidden topics and delved into taboos, few are willing to touch. I have also expressed the very innermost deepest sentiments and thoughts of my being, I am done now. I am ready to depart. Nothing left to say or to write about.

Lo and behold,

Before I know it

I fall upon a crime

An image of life pulverised

A frozen tear of a beloved child

Stabs my heart

Coils my guts in crazy knots

Rips my soul

Like a dagger piercing into my existence

Like a volcano erupting in my conscience

Like a burning bullet whizzing through my mind

My limbs tremble in agony

My hearts pounds like thunder

I weep of pain

I scream of rage and anger

A poem is born

Other times,

Wondering in my world

I fall upon a dream

A vision tickles my heart

Melt it away, like butter on a hot tray

Like a baby’s hand

Wrapped around my finger

Like a blanket of stars

Embracing my estrangement

Caressing my wounds

Swaying my soul in an ocean of love

Whispering a lullaby of heaven in my ear

I twirl in dazzlement

Wallow in delight

My heart pounds like thunder

My eyes moisten of joy

My limbs tremble in ecstasy and bewilderment

A poem is born

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About Truth

Posted on August 23, 2013 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

The pursuit of truths cannot begin with lies,

Like the pursuit of peace cannot begin with wars

Give me honesty, earn my respect

Give me lies, nothing but contempt

About Truth

A great person is one

Whose constant aim

Is searching for truth

For only in finding truth

Justice can be done

A great person

Becomes greater

If when getting it wrong

Finds no shame

In retreating

Admitting his error

Moving on

However

The Ultimate Truth

Is the lost property

Of the wise

Truth and lies

Lies
like to be groomed

To
be prepared in advance

Artificially
manufactured

Laughable,
not in a funny way

No amount of make-up can hide its ugly face

No trimming or adding can make it flow in lucidity

Still-born,
incoherent, pitiable and frail

Unpleasant
to the ear as much to the heart

…

TRUTH
however, is spontaneous

Honest, eloquent and natural

It has a power of its own

The glory of truth has the qualities of light

No amount of darkness could kill or obscure

Delicate, sublime, inspiring and pure

Breathtaking
with its splendour

Like
a waterfall;

It
flows gracefully from the heart

Needs
no training for her to shine

Powerful,
relentless, elegant and beautiful

Alhamdulillah

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What would you do?

Posted on July 7, 2013 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

“Why don’t you write about the chaos happening now in the Middle East?”

Some may wonder

“Don’t you have anything intelligent to say in such dreadful times?”

They add

“Oh YES I do of course I do, I have much to say”

I reply

When you see a person being beaten up by a mob

Could be slaughtered before your eyes

What would you do first?

Do you stop to help him, save his life?

Or do you point at his dirty clothes,

Ask him to get changed first, as you criticise?

* * *

What I have to say is bitter sweet

Aimed at my Muslim family

From all schools of thought

Injured, humiliated

Fatigued, marginalized

Drained and disunited

Oppressed and dehumanized

Pushed into a trap

By sleazy fingers

Those whose motto:

“By way of deception, thou shalt make war”

בתחבולות תעשה לך מלחמה

Is it the right time to say what I have to say, then

While babies being slaughtered

And the innocent smothered under?

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Open Wide

Posted on January 29, 2013 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

Eyes open wide…

Watching…

Documenting the crime

Ears open wide…

Attentive, receptive… tuned so well…

Recording the screams of mothers and babes

Mouths open wide…

Never to be silent again…

Spreading and shouting the TRUTH

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What Really Matters!

Posted on September 29, 2012 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

Nahida the exiled Palestinian

When all gets dark

And life loses its colours

When evil tightens the grip

And the wicked leads the way

When fall falls before its time

and frost grows around

When your heart is torn and worn,

and you feel like throwing it away

Don’t give up, just wait a little while,

Turn your back

Close your eyes and

Remember what you have forgotten

Try to find if you’ve lost,

Apologize if you’ve hurt,

Forgive if you have been hurt,

Caress if you’ve been deprived,

Pursue, if you have dream

Share if you’ve been bereft,

Giggle if you’ve been aggrieved,

Embrace if you’ve been shun,

Give if you’ve been denied,

Excel if you’ve been scorned,

Feed if you’ve tasted hunger

Rejoice if you’ve felt somber

Accompany those who know

Hold on tight to those you love,

Cherish those who care for you,

Because life is too short

and it is full of wonder

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Cosmic Verses

Posted on July 24, 2011 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

Verses of the universe

* The universe is built upon two major concepts:
Balance and harmony and that translate in human terms as justice and peace.

* Anarchism can coexist beautifully along with supreme order, and that’s actually what’s happening in the model of the universe, beneath all the apparent chaos that we see there are mathematical laws that govern all.

* Cold and darkness are not real qualities of the universe; they are merely shortage of heat and absence of light. So is evil in our lives, it’s not a real entity; it is only the absence of good that makes evil manifest.

* Symmetry and repetition don’t exist in the universe, heterogeneous societies and unique beings are the equivalent of that in human life.

* The second law of thermodynamics states that energy/matter always disperses, spreads out and moves in one direction – with time- towards equilibrium, so should wealth in human civilization.

* Just like the cosmos from the smallest of its particles to the largest, we can only experience absolute freedom only when living in utter surrender.

* Beauty is an original quality of the universe, morality, compassion and kindness are the translation in human language.

* The continuous eternal dance of subatomic particles between existence and annihilation resembles our experience of nearness and remoteness from The One Most Loving.

* The motivator of all movement and action in both the universe and human life, and what lies at the core and essence of both is pure unconditional love.

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Yes I am

Posted on July 9, 2011 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

Yes, I am a Palestinian

Yes, I am a Muslim

Yes, I am a humanist

Yes, I am a woman

Yes, I am a mother

Yes, I am a grandmother

And

YES

I am a freedom fighter

***

I fight for my right to think freely

I fight for my right to speak my mind

I fight for my right to live in dignity

I fight for my right to cherish all life

I fight for my right to choose my faith

I fight for my right to live my values

I fight for my right to realize my dreams

I fight for my right to go back home

***

I fight against “fitna” which is oppression

I fight against “Udwan” which is aggression

Wholly inhumane

***

I fight with my verses to make headways

My pen is my weapon

My words are my “Jihad”

I fight against greed, vice and supremacy

Either I help bring it down

Or I die doing so

***

And

YES

I am a freedom fighter

Have you any problem with that?

****************

Yes, I am a Palestinian

Yes, I am a Muslim

Yes, I am a humanist

Yes, I am a woman

Yes, I am a mother

Yes, I am a grandmother

And

YES

I am a freedom fighter

I fight for my right to think freely

I fight for my right to speak my mind

I fight for my right to live in dignity

I fight for my right to cherish all life

I fight for my right to choose my faith

I fight for my right to live my values

I fight for my right to realize my dreams

I fight for my right to go back home

I fight against “fitna” which is oppression

I fight against “Udwan”

which is aggression

Wholly inhumane

I fight with my verses to make headways

My pen is my weapon

My words are my “Jihad”

I fight against greed, vice and supremacy

Either I help bring down

Or I die doing so

And

YES

I am a freedom fighter

Have you any problem with that?

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An Ode for Lifta

Posted on July 8, 2011 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

An Ode for Lifta

I think of Lifta… I smile…. like a flower

Lifta… The healing touch of my grandmother

The aroma of her bread, baked with tenderness and love

Lifta…The hand of my mother against my face

Her gentle fingers running through my curls

Lifta…The smile of “Amal” my childhood friend

Gazing at Jerusalem in the horizon

Lifta… Rambling roses, lavender and jasmine

Poppies, daisies, chamomile carpets

And a blanket of stars

I think of Lifta… I smile…. like a flower

Lifta… distressed rocks, anxious roofs and wounded windows

Lifta… fatigued Hills sleeping on each other’s shoulders

Hunched homes, years of anguish and solitude

Insisting not to bow down

Resilient trees embracing the landscape

Refusing to surrender

A pounding tearful stream determined not to drown

I think of Lifta… I smile…. like a flower

Lifta… fragrant dreams of little girls

bouncing in the meadows

Lifta… sparkly eyes teaming with joy…

following a baby gazelle down the valley

Lifta… Rainbow giggles of many many children,

singing, dancing, playing “bride and groom”

I think of Lifta… I smile…. like a flower

Lifta… Lifta… Lifta

Lifta… the throbbing wound of my heart

The scent of my buried memories seeping through my tortured being

Lifta… the childhood paradise I yearn to re-grasp

Lifta… the last straw humankind could hold onto

To save its humanity

I think of Lifta… I smile…. like a flower

I think of Lifta… I weep… like a motherless child

I think of Lifta… I sing like a buoyant hummingbird

I think of Lifta… I tremble like an autumn leaf

I think of Lifta… I haemorrhage like slaughtered lamb

I think of Lifta… I smile…. like a flower

I think of Lifta… I gasp for a glimpse of her splendour

I think of Lifta… I melt with love, so tender

I think of Lifta… I rage… rage with blazing anger

“Sons of the devil”

(Yes, I called you that)

Heed if you have a residue of a heart

“NEVER AGAIN” you said

“NEVER AGAIN” you LIED

Heed if you have a scum of a soul

You destroy Lifta… You unleash your own demise

WRATH as NEVER BEFORE

Torment

Boundless… measureless… bottomless…eternal

It’s your choice

*****

And so it goes

Delightful

Life… goes on

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Would You?

Posted on July 8, 2011 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian

Would You?

Who would do as Jesus did?

Who would kick the money-lenders out?

Of the Land, that is, Holy

Of the Temple… Palestine?

Who would do as Jesus did?

Who would feed the empty tummy?

Who would come to aid the frail?

Who would lend a helping hand?

Who would heal the broken heart?

Who would do as Jesus said?

“Sell his garment and buy one”?

Who would kick the wicked out?

Who would do as Jesus did?

Who would stop the criminals lying?

Who would bless the little ones dying?

Who would fend the meek and weak?

Who would scorn the haughty ones?

Who would do as Jesus said?

“Sell his garment and buy one”?

Who would kick the arrogant out?

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Yes, I am a woman

Yes, I am a mother

Yes, I am a grandmother

And

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I am a freedom fighter

I fight for my right to think freely

I fight for my right to speak my mind

I fight for my right to live in dignity

I fight for my right to cherish all life

I fight for my right to choose my faith

I fight for my right to live my values

I fight for my right to realize my dreams

I fight for my right to go back home

I fight against “fitna” which is oppression

I fight against “Udwan”

which is aggression

Wholly inhumane

I fight with my verses to make headways

My pen is my weapon

My words are my “Jihad”

I fight against greed, vice and supremacy

Either I help bring down

Or I die doing so

And

YES

I am a freedom fighter

Have you any problem with that?

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