The Bitter Truth

The smell of the sand
The sound of the rain
The taste of the pain
And the loss of the Land


A tear from the eye and A cry
A kiss from a Kid and a smile
shredded papers and one black file
A dead body and more are waiting to die

A black eagle and a red rose
A broken glass and a book on the ground
The moon's light and the silence Sound
A muted music and Non-sence Prose


I went there and heard nothing but a moan
A girl left with her son alone
She asked for nothing and Nothing she would wait
She gave up and said it's up to fate

She said " I tried  to write but nothing  went well"
The only book I read was " Go To Hell"
The only thing I heard was a gun shot
And a man says " we're done !! CUT "

A New Picture

One stand I've been taking my whole life
I had No family , no kids and no wife
I was homeless without even a shoe
But No one believed It was true..

I was treated as if I was a slave
They thought that am a cowered , ain't brave
But I'm gonna prove them all wrong
They are gonna see that there I belong..

I will hold my  head up high
I won't easily give up nor easily say good bye
My hands were chained since ages
My chain is gonna break and mu people's cages..

My face was hidden and I had no clue
People were dying and everyone knew
Time is up , am gonna break that rule
Gonna show my face, gonna approve who's the fool..

In black and white I was drawn
My only voice was my moan
people saw in me their past
Saw their future , approved am gonna last

They saw their loss and war
Saw the country they adore
And they knew the only way out
Now people will see what we are talkin' about

I might have existed for an honorable case
But for many years I stayed this case's face
Now another picture has got to take my place
Another picture would join the new race..

People will see that victory is ours
No matter what abilities we had pr powers
Palestine Your chain I'm gonna break
Am ready to die For your own sake….

No matter I was alive or dead
Your land , your gorund is gonna be my bed
I existed here , I die here and no where else
Palestine , finally my picture will go and this time forever…

13th May ,2011
Noor Ghanem  

Unreal..

My wall is not the same as before ,it's cracking

The sky is falling into pieces
The stars are not shining the way they used to
And the moon is taking one and only shape
The paint is fully damaged;
the only color used is black
The sea is rough and always roaring
The mountains have no end and obviously no one would ever reach the top
The ground is shaking and no one is standing still
The roses have no smell and the trees are not growing
The Ice feels so hot and if you touch the fire, you would freeze
Spring is no different than Autumn; the leaves are yellow and people are always sad
Rain brings nothing but memories ; memories that no one wants to remember
A world that is nothing but unreal , a world that is taking no place but in my mind

No wonder if - in such a chaos - a kid asks for a gun instead of a toy
No wonder If the people of one nation are no longer together and each one of them is looking for what he wants and what he needs only

NO wonder if countries are invaded and no one cares
No wonder If some guy who's completely ignorant and on behalf of his people is asking for a thing that his people would never agree to do ...

And still no wonder If places are afflicted

If lands are stolen
If people are fighting over a football match while no one is seeing the match happening in my country , and my country is just losing and the referee is counting the goals and all the red cards are given to us because form his own perspective he thinks that we are not playing fair
I won't get annoyed or surprised if those things happened in the world that is still nothing but unreal
And I wonder , I truly wonder what would happen when that world comes into reality ?
What would happen while all of things ,that are supposed to happen in A world that still is not existed yet, are happening in my real , current world!!


I still wonder …