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I'M Not a Terrorist

I'm not a terrorist
I'm a peaceful woman
I'm waiting for the sun...
To remove the darkness and reach the sky
To hold my flag and wave it high
To hug the air, and kiss the sand
To liberate my country and plant my land
To color life with the color of peace
To dream, to hope, to feel free
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I'm not holding a gun, you see?
I have a green branch in my hand
I have a nice dream in my mind
Give me freedom and let me go
Take my hand and let's say no
No war, no crime, no pain
Let's survive
But be careful... you must know
It's our land... don't say no
I will write it over the rainbow
Palestine will be free
Palestine, you exist to be!

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Palestine

Oh, Palestine
Cry, cry generously
Cry more
Let your tears wash their sins
Let your tears wash their brutality

Oh, Palestine
Struggle, struggle endlessly
Struggle more
Let your people teach them,
The meaning of "Dignity"

Oh, Palestine
Live, live happily
Live more
Let them learn how to dream
Let them see how we challenge bravely

Oh, Palestine
Grow, grow prosperously
Grow more
Let your people raise you high
Let your name reach the sky

Blackmatta

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Full Stop

If you are reading these lines now
It means that you've found my last poem
I wrote it before some days, hid it under my pillow
I knew you would find it here;
Where I used to leave my scribbles
Where I used to shed my tears
And whisper my hearty prayers


I spent a night after another
Wondering... Pondering
Thinking of how to live in peace
Thinking of how to die in peace
Oh! Allah... help me
You are the only one who knows
You know where this life goes 


Remember me whenever you sip your coffee
Whenever you have chocolate and ice-cream
I loved everyone, I forgave everyone
I hope they'll forgive me, too
My heart was so wide and kind
But my life was blacker than my very black dress
I experienced wars, I suffered from stress


Maybe you're crying now
Maybe you've started to miss me
Maybe you're puzzled…
If this is her last poem, where is her FIRST?!
Don't cry, don't worry
Don't even be sorry; my body has gone, but not my soul
And one day, you'll find them all


I'm sorry for this unclear handwriting
I wrote it in a hurry; once it came to my mind
I'm sure that you got it
As you always got me right
I wanted to hug you, to hug you tight
But it's impossible now since I'm out of sight
I hate to say goodbye, so here is my full stop
( . ) 


 P.S. Sleep well because you will see me in your dreams



Blackmatta
9/1/2015 Tuesday

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Puzzlement

To whom shall I say my last goodbye?
To the shining sun or to the shady sky

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To whom shall I say my last goodbye?
To the lost happiness or to the last cry

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To whom shall I say my last goodbye?
To the tough person or to the tearful eye

 **

To whom shall I say my last goodbye?
To the former failure or to the first try

**

To whom shall I say my last goodbye?
To the right answer or to the wrong reply

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To whom shall I say my last goodbye?
To the unstoppable what, when, how or why

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Blackmatta

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The First Whisper of Spring

She drew near unto me
And whispered in my ear
Her words, like melodies
Coursing through my veins
"We will meet tomorrow"
Then, she disappeared behind the clouds

***

I prepared myself well
I bought her a bouquet of roses
Not more delicate than her
Both were ravishing though!

***

At five sharp, we were there
She didn't come before me
And I didn't come after her
We have never been late!

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Together on the bench
Two cups of Mocha
Two smiling faces
But lonely lovers were awaiting
Watching our flying hearts
And wondering,
"When will our turn come?" 

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I felt sorry for them
Perhaps they were unlucky
Perhaps they lost their love
Again, she whispered in my ear
"They will smile, and much"

Blackmatta

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The Same Boat

When she asked me…
"How are you?"
I pretended, I didn't hear
Then I asked…
"What's new?"
She looked at me
And with a smile, she replied…
"I have no clue!"


I talked to myself…
Should I be honest and tell her?
Could I say what I feel?
Would she listen?
Would this heal?



I couldn't describe how tough my soreness was
I couldn't describe how painful my Radiotherapy was


I couldn't count how many shots I have per day
I couldn't name the pills I took that day


One, two, three, hmm
I couldn't remember most of them

But I could spell!
T R A M A D O L
M O R P H I N E
A D R I A M Y C I N
And other types; cure and kill!



I lost my hair
My skin is fair
My smiles are rare
Still, I'm strong since she is here!


Oh, please!
Don't ask… No!
I won't say that I'm weak
I won't say my mood is bleak
But, I will let my eyes speak


Once again, She looked at me
"How are you?"
"!!!????!!!!"
I replied…  "Just fine, like you"

She laughed,
I wondered!
Then she said… "We'll be late,
Let's have our Chemotherapy"


I was puzzled, I was shocked!
CANCER?

"Yes"; was her answer

We were two!
Two perfect actresses
In the same boat!

Blackmatta~

* The poem is published here, too: http://www.breastcancerdiy.com/readpoetry.htm

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The Backyard

She angrily asked him to get out

She did... loudly shout

He nodded his head

Quickly left ahead


Some tears were detained in his eyes

He didn't look fluffy or wise

In the backyard he stayed alone

Waiting for his friend to come soon


He knew how much he would be mad

So he tried to hide his tears in the sand

He spent some time remembering some fun

Regretted that everything has gone


Would we stay together again?

I think she might call us insane

Would he take me for a walk?

Would we play, run and talk?


The sun has gone

And the night has come

Where are you my only friend?

I feel that I came to my end


Suddenly I heard his footsteps

He found me out, he bit his lips

I jumped for joy

We could enjoy


He entered his house

He faced his spouse…

Cleared his throat and confidently said

LOVE ME... LOVE MY DOG!
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Blackmatta

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Anxiety Case

Oh people, help me!!
I can't sleep
My mind thinks and my heart beats


Fear drums in my ears
Night ghosts are dancing behind my door
Disturbing my sleep


Poisonous thoughts are growing in my mind
Glittering lights break my darkness
Refuse to let me close my eyes

There is no place to find

There is no place to hide


I’m staring at the clock
Or the clock is staring at me
Two sharp swords are killing my desire of sleep
It is not a daydream, nor a nightmare
It is the reality of anxiety

I hope to rest ...

I wish to dream ...

I need to sleep,to sleep deep !!!
  
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Blackmatta

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A Glimmer

It's worth a shot, they said
And you have nothing to lose
Hundreds of tries
Or hundreds of failures
It doesn't matter
So stop counting till you do it
Or keep going till you get it


The more you dream, the more you dream
Don't let them steal your night!
And when you wake up in the morning,
Make sure that the moon is safe
In somewhere else, 
Someone else is in need of it
Dreaming is universal!


You think that it's as dark as a bottomless pit
Where you can't find a glimmer of hope
Or a path to lead you out
But in no time,
You find yourself there
Flying like a butterfly 
Singing like a nightingale


Maybe you are dreaming
Maybe... you are not
Remember not to count
Not to stop
Just keep going
Keep doing
Don't hesitate!


Blackmatta
Palestine/Gaza
6/16/2017

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Not a Fairy Tale

I still remember
It was the last of November
It was raining all day long
And the wind was strong

I was only nine years old...
You were two years younger than me
I opened my arms widely
Then we hugged each other

Were I your mother,
I would do the same and more!
We sneaked to the backyard
My parents stayed inside

The storm hit the whole city
But Israel hit our own home!
People rushed from everywhere
But I was full of despair!

We stayed alone
Without mom
Without dad
Without home!

Both of us
No one else
We were there inside a tent
I was shivering, and you too

The tent was about to fly
As the storm started to blow
You missed your teddy bear
I missed my warm blanket
Alas...
The torrent pulled them all

Were I able to change the calendar
I would delete that November
It was raining bombs and rockets
Oh my mom... Oh my dad
I would delete that day...
When you both passed away

8/14/2015