Dalia Shahein Poet Lyric

Sand Storm

In this town is where I was born...
I use to play in these fields of corn...
In this place is where I use to sing with my mom...
We use to stay awake till  down...

The walls of this house has been crushed and the windows has been broken...
The enemies behind these walls are watching us they are stalking...
This place is where sand storm begun...
This place is where people use to come, and now It's where they run from...

It's the start of a destructive life... It's a long way for us to drive...
Maybe I'll never be able to play, cause the sand storm has blown this wish a way...
This sand storm is destroying my soul...I have no one , cause the sand storm did vanish them all...

So I go back again to that place to pick up the memories of these broken walls ...
I've closed my eyes to remember, I've remembered when I use to play with my doll's...
When I'm going to be free from this sand storm ?
When I'm going to get back to my lovely home? 
When I'm going to eat my mom muffins? 
I think that I'll die before that happens...
I think that I won't see the light , cause I'll be dead in my coffin...

Sand storm you can blow me now ...come on I don't care where, when or how. ..
I think that you've won this game ... I've lost so you can put on me the blame...
Saying goodbye to you such a shame but , I hope to never see you again...

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Teddy Kimathi July 9, 2016 at 5:09 AM Congrats Dalia, for having your work featured in the Poetry Soup homepage!! ;-) Dalia Shahein September 2, 2016 at 1:24 AM thank you so much my dear , much appreciated ...hugs // <3

Justin Bordner January 18, 2016 at 2:14 AM To me the sand storm is a metaphor for suffering, and suffering can blind if we do not find a shelter of love deep within which can then lead us to the love that life is capable of giving to us and also receive from us Dalia...this poem has a raw pain...J.A.B. Dalia Shahein January 18, 2016 at 6:28 PM Yes it does my dear and I appreciate your thoughtful comment and ur delightful visit , it's much appreciated , hugs / / :)

Vladislav Raven January 5, 2016 at 6:15 PM Hi Dalia, emotions run high when one does look back in memories truth or in fictions light. How things can change during our lives and we keep our memories tucked away to bring out when we most need them. Being a poet you shall bring out memories more than you would believe. This is a seven and a Fav Dalia. As i said earlier, just let me find my feet and we can do some collabing together....Vladislav. Dalia Shahein January 5, 2016 at 6:24 PM Oh my dear friend I'm mesmerized by your kind and sweet delightful words , you have no idea how much it means to me , I'm pleased and honored by your beautiful comment my dear and I can't wait to make a collaboration with you , your supportive words will always stay with me to remember me with the nice people's that I have around and to give me the strength to write even more good and new poetry....many thanks and hugs / / :)

Dalia Shahein October 22, 2015 at 3:45 PM Thank you very much my dear and lovely SKAT, I appreciate it...... :)

Skat A October 22, 2015 at 1:22 PM Dalia, Congratulations on "A child's first home WIN." **SKAT** Dalia Shahein January 5, 2016 at 6:19 PM Thank you so much my dear SKAT for your lovely and kind sweet comment, I appreciate it...hugs / / :)

Black Matta October 15, 2015 at 4:50 PM A powerful lyric.. touching words! You are talented. Hats off for you, Dalia. You're stronger than the sand, stronger than the storm, and so they wouldn't blow you ^_^ Dalia Shahein October 15, 2015 at 4:56 PM Thank u very much my dear , , sweet, , lovely friend I appreciate ur kindness we all r , Specialy we , the Palestinians we r the strongest humans ever no one and nothing can stop us no storm , no battle , not any army.... Love and hugs 4 u my sis :)

Verlena S. Walker September 21, 2015 at 1:20 AM Well, well Dalia. You have your spot on Poetry Soup. If you haven't already, please enter this in my contest title "A child's first home". Verlena Dalia Shahein September 21, 2015 at 4:31 AM I'll be honored to do that lovely verlena, I'm so glad that u were able to understand this poem , when I wrote it I wrote it for all of the people and children's who had lost their homes specially after what happened to the Arabian world from battles and war's, so thanks alot my friend.