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Wessam Karam Poem
Like a flower you are
Mixed Beauty with generous attar
Flowers progression from year to year
Phenomenal that should be revealed
Some will be picked from the fields
That loved ones would be pleased
Some would be crushed by feet
As lovers wonder the fields
Some would dry out from the heat
Plummeting seeds into deep beauty sleep
Yet again to rouse every next coming spring
Spectacular art work that can’t be real
Where minds and hearts could meet
Admiring that's of nature novel gown
So my words to you would be brief
Wake up my dear from your deep sleep
For Spring is not far from reach
Let nothing defeat your beat
For like this flower you will be
Beauteous, generous lady indeed
Prevailing with each coming spring
Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2013
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Wessam Karam Poem
Samia “Happy Mother’s Day”
Mother an angel that I’ve met
Recalling the words that always wept
For as tender as they were
Loved to hear them as you say
Mother you kicked my fear away
Calling on all angels to pray
That your son will be in safe
And his health will ever prevail
Mother you praised me when I failed
You encouraged me when I veiled away
You hailed me in every act I play
You laughed to any joke I say
Mother you held me when I was in pain
You wept that my tears will fade away
You told me that one day I will gain
You stood by me when everyone ran away
Mother you chose to move on and part away
To the new world that is far away
Leaving a child to grow in darken
A man today still searching in vain
Mother I’m writing for you again
Even twenty years can’t keep us away
Even the haven you chose as a stay
My words would reach you as a pray
Mother I wrote you to say
No matter how far you chose as a stay
Your son here on earth would love to say
Happy mother’s Day “My Angel”
Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2013
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I see humans
I see heaven
I meet humans
I draw nigh to hell
Oh cherished humans
Please wane at once
Oh no- more humans
Halt this blood bath
Judgment is near
Is all I hear?
Though near is far-off
Near a myth to be
I see humans
I see heaven
I meet humans
I draw nigh to hell
We need to hate
Yes its human’s nature
Said it’s normal
But how can it be?
Need to understand
Clarity all I seek
Why hate is so strong
Why humans are so weak
I see humans
I see heaven
I meet humans
I draw nigh to hell
Love is so brief
A beauty we all chase
A clear picture
We scarcely see
We branded the clue
And know well the cure
Still we remain feeble
No act nor attempt or move
I see humans
I see hell
I meet humans
I know I’m in hell
Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2014
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Wessam Karam Poem
The Walkway of Life
By: Wessam Karam
On the walkway we build our dreams
Dreams not associated with that of today
Today never to exist in our scoop of plans
Obviously we are too occupied with that of morrow
On the walkway we build barriers
Berlin Wall if I may narrate
Building hate and rage for years to come
Concluding: “all and all is just another brick in the wall”
On that walkway history have witnessed before
Unpleasant events, anticipating never reoccurring
Written down on so many books, which few have read!
Falling into the past, as we build our dreams on that walkway
On that walkway the lovers would hold hands
Planning together beyond realm building castles so tall
Driven into marriage and bond to love and cherish one another
Soon to break up on that walkway, hands never to hold one another
On that walkway you meet some friends
Brotherhood, pledge you praise to be molded
A sudden blow that kills ought to derive - away with trust!
Friendship never has the same gist, plastic amity ever to be
On that walkway we hummed for freedom
Echoing back so many forms of freedom
Lost we are of which system to indicate
Falling once more to tyranny we brought to be
On that walkway we gazed deep into the sea
Hoping our lives no longer exist to be
For our dreams are our worst enemies
Thus you nudge away the thought yet to bout o'er
On that walkway I ask for love, love of today
For today soon to fall out with every sunset
Not to rise ever again, on the next sunshine!
Plans we can make but as real as it takes
On that walkway we can share love
Doesn’t need time or effort or plans
Simply to love and fight hate
Love is religion and religion is fate
Let’s stop fighting in the name of causes
Which we will never live to see it arouses
For our tender care and knowledge of how to shrub
Is scarce, expecting bounties is hard to clasp
On that walkway
History can become today,
As today may perhaps last a while,
If we live day by day
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Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2013
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Wessam Karam Poem
Freedom is...
Freedom is a knowledge that defies ignorance
Freedom is a responsible act that leads to understanding
Freedom is a practice that comply with the law of nature
Freedom is an in-discriminative spirit that serves all human beings
Freedom is when we stop questioning the background of the other
Freedom is not a slogan to enchant rather a practice to enhance
Freedom is a true love that under no circumstances betrays
Freedom is a genuine friend when needed most
Freedom is a raged war against poverty, and that of brutal act
Freedom is a throne that is crowned with modesty
Freedom is a child that ever fails to hide a lie
Freedom is the sun that shines our hearts and that moon nourishing our minds
Freedom is the family to all orphans and widows alike
Freedom is unity among all religions and minorities
Freedom is death that resurrect with that of life
Freedom is heaven on earth if ever realized
Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2013
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Wessam Karam Poem
Hey Mrs. Drama Queen
Take it easy on the acting scheme
Hope so soon you will visit the land of realm
To realize the beauty of life as it be
If you value life and modesty
Come visit the land of realm
That we may get in touch
Understanding one another life
On a common ground we can only touch
Into the core of the human inhibiting us
A soul so free, so proud to be
Free of social chains, free of fake dreams
Dreams floating on empty grey clouds
The truth it’s either black or white
Failing to choose, failing to capture the moment
Failing to comprehend love, failing to appreciate life
Heed me well, for my approach is so real
Free of lies, free of deceives
I approached you out of respect for existence
Out of urge to love the other without “IF”
If rich, if famous, if beautiful, if have it all
Wealth and fame are limited to few,
Beauty could be true based on how you view
Full package is scarce in so many forms and means
I’m able to provide bit of all, but above all
I know how to treat a real lady like you
I will master love when it comes to you
So come to my world without fear
Come to the real world for love is for free
Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2013
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Evil is righteous
Good is foolish
That’s what they say
That’s what I witness everyday
We praise justice
Yet we slay it per diem
We praise order
Yet we break it per diem
We praise equality
Yet we segregate
We are our greatest enemy
Yet we claim sanity
What world are we left with?
What are we to leave behind?
A generation funded with hate
With misfortune and bad deeds
What have we done?
To a stunning Earth
Ruined it with humans
Claiming humanity
What have we done?
What we have to say?
Other than destruction
And more acts of hate
Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2015
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Wessam Karam Poem
My lady of convolution
You’re the one that called my soul
To trace the path of no return
Leaving me in haze
Unable to seek your voice
My lady I know you not
Yet you stole my presence
My mind my heart my pen
All I can think all I can write
Mastering your manoeuvers
My lady I heard of your pain
A scar that ever will remain
Your fear is reasoned
Though downfall is not your mode
For your eyes are sparkling with ire
My lady I’ll yield not
Though time has a say
Time ain’t on our side
Must act must decide
For we are destined to die
My lady I adore you
For whom you are
And that of your beliefs
Rather than whom you belong to
And the clan you breathe
My lady hear me not
For my words are my enemies
My love is my warrior
My battle has just started
My Gain or lose are chapters of glory
My lady you’ll ever be
A girl that turned a myth into realm
Copyright © Wessam Karam | Year Posted 2013
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