O my Beloved

Poetry for Palestine



My Beloved
I did not see You
But, with the whispers in my heart I knew
Is that possible?
Is it possible, a heart would fall in love,

With whom she never saw?




Can anyone who tasted the sweetness of such love
Ever deny?
Can it ever know bitterness?
Or think of running away?

Can prostrating souls
Accept subjugation?
Or ever engage in deception?



Oh my Hope …
I was little girl
Agonized with nostalgia
Went looking for you
Her sanity disintegrated, while searching
Couldn’t find her heartbeats
Her imagination inflamed… wild


Her sight estranged
Mesmerised, pulled up toward Heaven
Hoping to see your face
Longing for purification with your Light
Dreaming of a drop of mercy
Affectionate, tender, blessed with dew
And yearning for one moment of closeness …. Eternal



My Beloved… You are the One who Knows
If kneeling…

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