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Jouana Habib Poem
She wore an Armour over her dress
to go on and fight in the face of death
Joan of Arc is the name of the girl
that died at an age of nineteen years old
For the chance to make a change...
tell me, what have you achieved?
She is my Heroine
This is my Superwoman
The Unconditional Lover
Of the love that does deserve
And she stands to shine upon
the darkness of the night
She's a brave young solidarity
Unforgettable girl to my memory
To save a soul, Rachael (Corrie) lost her own...
Saying 'No', at the age of twenty three
To the Zionist bulldozery,
And the world did nothing at all...
She is my Heroine
This is my Superwoman
The Unconditional Lover
Of the love that does deserve
And she stands to shine upon
the darkness of the night
There are women in time, the idols of how to survive...
That are one of a kind, women of all times...
Helen Keller, Eva Peron, Queen Elizabeth, Nancy Astor, Anna Frank, Mother Tereasa,
Princess Diana, Jane Adams, Jane Austin, Catherine the Great, Mme Curie, Zaha
Hadid, Cleopatra, Queen Victoria, and many more... leaders of all time... be proud to
be a woman and don't allow men to decide if you have rights or not... you decide...
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Jouana Habib Poem
If you were the girl that I am,
And I were the boy that you are,
Would you like how I’ll look down to you?
How your words are too worthless to count to me?
Would my inside look good enough to you?
Or is my figure your only luxury?
What do I even matter to you? Tell me…
Other than a man’s accessory? Really?
Who ever told you, you were good enough to be?
The one who’d be judging me?
If I were you and you were me,
Will you believe the same of me?
Is it the power that God gave to you?
Or is it you that does not want to see?
Why are you so cruel to me? Tell me…
How could I make you feel with me?
If you were treated the same way I was
Living the one to be put to blame
For God’s bad productivity,
For captivating His men’s integrity
Would you still believe in He?? Tell me…
Why was the burden passed onto me?
Can you touch the disgrace I feel in me?
Every time you’d be displaying me
To all your friends and your family… if you were me…
Would you praise any deity? Tell me…
If you were taken for granted like I was,
Since the break of our humanity,
You’d be unable to see your deeds… blame me…
‘cause you were told they were caused by me,
This goes to all who’s hearing me,
Willing to wear my painful heels,
Measure the limits to your extremes
See how much you’ve been hurting me… and feel…
How much it feels so bad if you were me
Treating you how you’ve been treating me
What I am and what you are… unfortunately…
Is what we call our destiny,
I wouldn’t blame you... if you’d stop blaming me...
For what I couldn’t change in me… forgive me…
Cause if it works on you… at least…
Only then it could possibly work on me…
If there is one thing that should be changed
It is this world with so much shame…
There is no credit gained for tyranny… so please…
Stop trying to rise above me… leave me…
Don’t waste your time hating me
Why not hate world poverty…
There are many hungry ones out there to feed
Too many enough to keep you busy… Believe me…
Seven Millions kids work in Brazil
To support their exhausted families
Wars in the streets and the overseas
Children bombed everywhere in the Middle East
Different place for a race call them refugees
Religious based hate and discrepancies
The most excused for existence butcheries
All this to prove that it is you not me
When it could be of both you and me
There is more to the list if you tend to see
Beyond your pride of drawing an intelligent scheme…
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Jouana Habib Poem
Another day...
you've spent today,
What will you add to your diary?...
Did you see what you needed to see?
Did you know what you needed to know?
Were you told,
or were you left untold?
Did you ask,
or were you always asked?
Did you fly beyond
or within the globe?
Did you create anything,
or were you given the world?
Was someone in favor,
was there any to blame?
Who was in charge,
of the castle in your dream?
How much of truth,
were you able to claim?
Tamed were you?,...
or were there others you've tamed?
How many lost keys,
were you able to find?
Are there any closed doors,
that you have left behind?
Did you finish your journey?
Or is there still left to fate?
you can never decide...
that its never too late...
If tomorrow never comes,
There won't be time to save...
If you had that in mind,
at first, to begin with...
How will you change your plans?
How will you reach the end?
From the start of a day,
as a day to a life...
And it is your life...
what's good to recall?...
what's good of it all?
What will you quote?
and what will you note??...
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Jouana Habib Poem
Make the one choice
as a proud as a deviant
invulnerable to captivate
your beliefs to perpetuate
Be first to self-preach
be your favourite Saint
in a world full of religious hate
once you're free you are never late
Kill for God's sake?
what if he didn't exist...
many lives would've been spared
no afterlife to chase in race
then came prophets
to exercise their pace
and since then God been
so rarely or never praised
Jesus haven't said:
"she is not a priestess"
but only the term had
a feminine right to place
Before anyone else does
make your own mind...
and take the self lead
draw the theme of your own space
Create your own tones
no worthless rhymes...
if u're not hearing urself...
just set off the loud base
your self loud voice
solo instrument
to elate your ears...
helps you abandon your fears
As cold as ice
walk into the light
no matter the jeers...
they'll be ur future peers
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Help me See
I've been around for so long
I wonder when my time will come
Sitting here at the intersection
holding myself all together and waiting
i see the dead ends all getting closer
Time is running out, speak up, say something!
For How long will I be holdin on
This burden is becoming an overload
How i wish that i could fly
to another state inside of mind, or die
I set my hopes and let them sail
off the shores of no prosperity
Am i still far away from home
why do I have to go through more
I can't even gather a thought
I feel so lonely, i feel so terrified
If only i could find a single star
to shine upon the darkness inside of me now...
For How long will I be holdin on
This burden is becoming an overload
How i wish that i could fly
to another state of mind, or die
I will set my hopes and let them sail
off the shores of no prosperity
What hurts me the most
is that there isnt an open door
people live off some truth
too vulnerable to dispute... excuse me, but...
how could i drug my intellect
with such ridiculous myths
For How long will I be holdin on
This burden is becoming an overload
How i wish that i could fly
to another state of mind, or die
I will set my hopes and let them sail
off the shores of no prosperity
i dont see why you cant reply to me
why may i think if i may not question thee
why is there a class of favoured humans
and the rest are a herd of sheep, as it seems
pray and pass around the destiny of slavery
relentless owes to God, no chance to think
For How long will I be holdin on
This burden is becoming an overload
How i wish that i could fly
to another state of mind, or die
I will set my hopes and let them sail
off the shores of no prosperity
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I threw my heart beneath your feet
Lift it up, forgive me please
Or go on, take another step…
Over our dreams that you have left
Make it sound
Till it never pound
Another day
I hear it say
Your love is why I go on
On what will I be living on?
I dedicate my all
For you to terminate
But pass by forgiveness
Please don't hesitate
This world could be small
For me, if I relate
A life full of recklessness
And a heart with no state
My days all out of order
My years are getting longer
My eyes becoming smaller
My back leaning further
I feel I'm getting older
My age is out of number
Without you I can not be
I really rather not to be
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I can still feel your heart beat within mine
I can still hear you laugh, I see you smile
I can still touch your soul, engraved in mine
I can still smell your scent, your presence so divine
I can still call on our dreams, our worlds combined
I can still breathe yet your breathe kept me alive…
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Love is a state,
in a burning world,
with so much hate,
violence, and cruelty...
Angels fall...
to crumple those flames...
They struggle in pain,
but die in vain...
Their faces, their memory,
All fade away...
As if they were,
sentenced astray...
"The Prince" lives on!
He overtakes!
And history forgets,
but his name!
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I tore off my heart,
so you're a part of me no more...
My life was yours,
and now it belongs to you no more...
So leave with no trace,
that ever leads me back to you...
And leave that place,
please walk out that door...
It wouldn't feel so bad,
if you weren't here to hurt me
I'd rather feel half as glad,
with my fears away from me
I won't stay in your arms,
till you reach inside of me,
to tear down my life,
and burn it all in front of me
A step further in our way,
is a step closer to my grave…
But if I must, I'll pay
my all, for my dignity to save
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As if a spell seals people's ears
We stopped weeping cause no one hears
We lost a lot and strived for years
In God We trusted and gave up our fears
But if God was not enough
If the prayers were of no use
Tyrany, gifted to a child since birth
What pain like this can prayers reduce
Why do we have to bear a curse
How can we praise with such despair
What common brings our map to yours
if you believed we were never there
how come we pay and others eat
a bill always ready and spare
But you tasted this bitter fate
why would you take us also there
What sin avenges lives of youth
standing up against you all?
What nerves you have to face the truth
never waste your time to take a soul
You'll have everyone around to soothe
the tears you stole from their innocent eyes
You'll stand up saying words of a fool
they'll clap so hard, you pay them nice
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