Beirut Poems - Poems about Beirut

The Square Root of Beiruit    Ten men bending while theyre pretending to be near the ending A capitalist nightmare glares like rotten fruit The squate root of Beiruit No it isn’t fair, so they’ll start to loot   The soldiers are just standing, Old than the god damn moon landing The Universe is constantly expanding Modern society is too ing demanding   Im handing you a...

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Beirut, Beirut...why do you charm me so? Why do you make my heart smolder With a never ending glow? Beirut, Beirut...why do you captivate? Why is it that when I see you I feel I'm at heaven's gate? Beirut, Beirut….how do you mesmerize? How do your bejeweled shores Make my heart fantasize? Beirut, Beirut….where can you try to hide? The buildings with the gaping holes, The...

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The Twelve Angels of Beirut They huddle together in the heavens Muttering amongst themselves Confused as any human down below We bestow upon them the ancient teachings Not once, not twice, variations to please all walks of life Yes thrice They may choose the ancient books they follow They may keep the traditions yet must adapt to modern intellect Such literate men who seem...

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I know a nice lady who lives in Beirut She's very popular here on The Soup A soft kind of soul My heart she once stole If asked she would jump through hoops © Jack Ellison 2015...

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A lot of us have nicknames Have you heard of “Betty Boop from Beirut” The sweetest flower in the Middle East Passionate, loving, and caring Describes her to a “t” It is an honour for me to call her my “friend” I speak of course of Eileen Manassian Who did you think I was writing about... duh! Those who know her and I'm...

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Have a good friend Here on the Soup Affectionately known as Betty Boop from Beirut A talented lady Emotionally charged This sweetest of sweethearts By a margin quite large Each day to the fullest She expresses her love Her passion for life And the Man up above My life's been enriched Since meeting Miss Boop So happy to have met her Here on the Soup It's not every day We find such...

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As the moon smiles down on the sparkling Mediterranean The gentle rolling hills Reach bejeweled fingers into the sea Spilling the overflow of sparkling lights Onto fishing boats that dot the horizon The irregular coastline, encrusted with diamonds, rubies, and sapphires, flirts with lovers in parked cars who melt into each other's embrace nature orchestrates hills and sea move in rhythm heavenly music The...

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Let the birds be silent Let the air be poisoned Let every sound be tormenting Let the light be dark. Let my flower not bloom And my days be gloom. Let my dream be a nightmare And my thoughts become frightful. Let my pages be empty And my colors be dry. Let my words sound confusing And the sky fall to the ground. Let my night...

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Beirut, Beirut...why do you charm me so? Why do you make my heart smolder With a never ending glow? Beirut, Beirut...why do you captivate? Why is it that when I see you I feel I'm at heaven's gate? Beirut, Beirut….how do you mesmerize? How do your bejeweled shores Make my heart fantasize? Beirut, Beirut….where can you try to hide? The buildings with the gaping holes, The...

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