I am afraid of what is to come
Afraid my little heart would not take all the gushing pain
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Yearning to go Home
Posted on July 26, 2016 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
Home, real home . . . is not of this world
Eternal abode
Where only good is seen, evil has no place
Home is the place where there is no hate, no hurt, no harm
No quarrel, no prejudice, no qualm
No ego, no lies
No fear, no sorrow
No pain, no doubt
Home is tenderness and calm
Coolness in the eyes
Home is where the kernel of the soul slumbers
Serene
Embraced by the Beloved
Most Sublime
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Just to See You Smile
Posted on January 20, 2016 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
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I peel the petals of my heart
One by one
Lay them down
A pillow, fragrant and tender
Just for you
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I grate the kernel of my soul
Day by day
Stitch with stardust
A cocoon, warm and cozy
Just for you
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I glean the tears of my eyes
Droplet by droplet
Fill a lake, a sea or an ocean
To wash fear, pain and sorrow
For time without end
Just for you
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I gather the beats of my heart
Hour after hour
A string of starts
Sew it a blanket, silk and velvet
Just for you
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Only to see you smile again
and for your beautiful eyes to gleam
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Agony of a Soul
Posted on January 16, 2016 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
Weep Nahida, weep
Flung open gates of anguish in your soul
A tear for every tear on a child’s face
Suppressed in fear or shed in despair
Dried out in shock that no one cares
Weep Nahida, weep, don’t count your tears
A tear for every child ever born,
Grown up to be a human, abused or abuser
died in pain or killed in vain
Walked on thorns or lived in chains
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Weep Nahida, weep, let your agony fill the oceans
A tear for every breath ever inhaled
By a living being near or far
A tear for every life gasping for life
Sprayed by poison, smothered by tar
Torn by bombs or burned alive
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Parched for a miracle, stunned by the lies
On the brink of lunacy, you shout out loud
Kicking and screaming: do not comply
Your soul falls weary, your heart diced down
And when you thought your tears dried out
They press rewind, all over again, they start
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Dear Most Beloved, Most Sublime
You see through me
You read my thoughts, You feel my pain
You know my past, inside out
No words make sense
No need to explain
This world is yours,
To You we belong, to You we return
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Most Gracious, Most High
Most Compassionate, Most Wise
Most Generous, Most Sublime
Most Loving, Most Gentle, Most Kind
Source of Peace, Holiness and Truth
Glorious is Your Mercy
Majesty is Yours, Perfection is thy name
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Caress Your creation with a spark of Light
Keep it out of harm’s way, keep it all sane
Kiss its wounds with a song Pure, Divine
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Eye take it easy, heart don’t you cry
The All Aware Healer, hears your cry
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A Prayer For New Year
Posted on January 1, 2016 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
With You I am OK
Dear Most Compassionate
Show me the truth
As true
And help me follow
Show me falsehood
As false
And help me avoid
Help me… say the truth
Help me… do the truth
Help me… think the truth
Help me… feel the truth
Dear Most Kind
I am lost
Without your guidance
Frail
Without your support
Miserable
Without your company
Dare I run away from You
Except towards You
Is there a place to hide from You
Except under your wings
The world has wronged me
Forsaken neglected and ignored
Held me responsible as the victim
Declared me guilty while innocent
Put me on trial although oppressed
Imprisoned me for being abused
An abandoned child
Blamed for… being
But
If You, Most Beloved, are pleased with me
I can take it all
Nothing else matters
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Fight Back
Posted on November 20, 2015 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
Today,
Armies of evil gathered
Surrounded you
They want your heart
To crush and destroy
To occupy with darkness;
Fear, hate, suspicion and ungratefulness
Do not surrender
Fight back
Fill your heart with Light
Pour out Love
Cherish Life
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May I Go Back, a Child
Posted on September 30, 2015 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
I want to go back, a child,
A child who does not read newspapers, nor listen to news
Does not know wars, ignorant in the art of worrying,
Does not master politics nor write poetry
I want to go back, a child,
Playing in the folds of history,
Hiding beneath a bird’s wings
I want to go back, a child forgotten by time,
Left behind, never to be seen again
I want to go back a child, lost her way to tomorrow,
Distracted by flowers and fairies
Racing to the river to throw pebbles,
Rolling down hills, climbing trees and valleys
Gathering za’ater and basil leaves for grandma’s dinner
Then running back home for bedtime story
Bathe her rag-doll in summer dew,
Embroider her a nightdress with a thread of stars,
Adorn her hair with a rainbow wreath
In her heart whisper a lullaby
Rock a bye baby, may you fall asleep,
Tranquil and serene
Blessed the Most Sublime, how glorious the gift of life
Let her sleep, let her sleep, a pair of doves, waiting for her
Fly away little doves, but not for long,
Come back and sing for my beloved so she may fall asleep
Of water and clay make a dough, bake with loves and olive oil,
So my sweetheart may in the morning eat
Pick some grapes and prickly pears
Eat sweetheart, our land is generous, our sky is wide,
Our world, is magic, our life an astounding journey
I want to go back, a child,
Stacking stones, build palaces out of sand
Verandas for homes with windows vast and tall,
No fences around, no borders or walls
Galloping down the stream at the crack of dawn
An untamed dame, riding a golden horse
To rescue the captives in dungeons below
I want to go back, a child,
Swaying in her grandma’s thobe
Carpet of poppies, splash of daisies and dandelions
A whiff of jasmine, mint and vine,
Plaiting her hair with sapphire and a moon
Wearing mother’s bracelet, mischievous joy,
Then, hiding behind the curtain, not to be chastised
I want to go back, a child,
A child who does not read newspapers, nor listen to news
Does not know wars, ignorant in the art of worrying,
Does not master politics nor write poetry
I want to go back, a child,
Playing in the folds of history,
Hiding beneath a bird’s wings
I want to go back a child, forgotten by time,
Left behind, never to be seen again
O time, be kind
Hold this fragile heart in tenderness,
For it has melted of compassion, for those in pain
Crushed yearning for peaceful past days
I want to go back, a child, sleeping like a baby,
Waking to songs of swallows and nightingales
Not sounds of bombs, wars and threat of wars
O Grace, Most Merciful, Most Sublime
Take this broken heart,
Split asunder,
Scatter its dust over this justice-parched globe
Spring water, sweet and healing
To an ebbing gasping Home
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Eternal Love Story
Posted on September 29, 2015 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
Once upon a velvet night … A Jerusalemite night
The moon approached the moon
Two moons embraced
Like, true lovers, they gazed and exchanged tenderness
The moon whispered to his beloved’s ear
Sweetheart, let me dry your tears
Your tears shook the Throne of the Most Sublime
Your dignified sighs shattered the cosmos
Yesterday, my beloved
Epoch told us a story
About a Universe
Who fell in love with a moon
A never ending love story
Between Eternal and mortal, Infinite and finite
Heaven and Earth entwined
Planets bowed down, and stars prostrated in awe
Between a rock and Paradise
A rope of light unfurled
Here, galaxies kissed earth
Here, prophets prayed in adoration
Here, an oath… Here, a promise
Here, joy, bliss and delight
Here, souls of martyrs flew above
Buoyant, to drumbeats below
Here, the chanting of angels
Following footsteps of the messenger
Here, the sound of truth is loud and powerful
Here, falsehood is defeated
Here, darkness of oppression does not stand a chance
Here, hearts are consoled, wounds are healed
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Beyond
Posted on September 7, 2015 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
Beyond
This love I have for you
Holds me, lifts me, carries me through
When all is dark
When pain is deep
When love is scarce
When friends are few
This love I have for you
Holds me, lifts me, carries me through
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A Song of Gratitude
Posted on August 28, 2015 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
How wonderful this gift of Life is!
To open your eyes
Each glorious morning
and… see!
Life in full colour
Fabulous 3D
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.Such awesome miracles
Such boundless joy
From wondrous miracles
Stroking a leaf
Holding a stone
Kissing a flower
Climbing a tree
Even tiny toys
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How wonderful this gift of Life is!
Watching some ducklings … chasing their mama
Passing your fingers through a trickling stream
Feeling the breeze tickling your hair
Humming your song, to your love’s heartbeats
Laughing out loud, with shimmering eyes, swinging up high
Happy and wild that child inside, can you now see!
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How fascinating to be alive!
More so, to be aware of it!
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Thank you God for my life
Thank you for Life, every living thing
Thank you for all there is
Forevermore
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