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A calm yet strong personality, a sharp mind, and a great heart; that’s 15-year-old Egyptian Salma Ahmad, one of my special students who never ceased to exceed my expectations, leaving a big mark in my heart and mind!

Tonight, I would like to share with you one of Salma’s lovely creations; a poem she wrote this summer about “Human Nature”

Enjoy!

Human nature

I marvel how nature could ever find space

For so many strange contrasts in one human face

There’s thought and no thought, and there’s paleness and bloom

And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom.

There’s weakness, and strength both redundant and vain;

Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain

Could pierce through a temper that’s soft to disease,

Would be rational peace—a philosopher’s ease.

There’s indifference, alike when he fails or succeeds,

And full attention ten times as much as there are needs;

Pride where there’s no envy, there’s so much of joy;

And mildness, and spirit both forward and coy.

There’s freedom, and sometimes a diffident stare

Of shame scarcely seeming to know that she’s there,

There’s virtue, the title it surely may claim,

Yet wants heaven to know what is to be worthy the name.

This picture from nature may seem to depart,

Yet Man would at once run away with your heart;

And I for five centuries right gladly would be

Such an odd, such a kind happy creature as he.

Loyalty, consistency and engagement are few words that describe Nada Al Dash’s attitude toward this blog. I’d like to share with you tonight a new poem in which Nada reflects on another aspect of her life. Nada’s message in this poem is to “never give up, never lose hope, because whatever you are looking for will come; you just need to wait and never give up… Giving up is something you should never put in your mind, even when you have nothing at all. Giving up and losing hope is not an option, because many people can make something
magnificent out of nothing.”

Enjoy 🙂

A Waiting Call

 Ordered by everyone

Trying to run

Nowhere to hide

Nowhere that wide

A path unclear

A soul full of fear

Not knowing who is
whispering in your ear

Hoping someone,
somewhere is here

Closing your eyes
thinking you’re that wise

When you finally start to rise

Thinking there is no reason for us to hide

When you’re looking at the unclear path

You know there is something to find

Stuck somewhere unknown

Looking at the phone

A ringing sound, a tone

No one, no one at all?

I feel like I fell the deepest fall

Looking at the unclear hall

Wishing someone to call

No, nothing at all

Trapped in a box

Surrounded with rocks

No breath left

A phone next to your left

Waiting for a call

It is funny when you can’t do so at all

When will that call come

Who will it be from

Waiting desperately

Waiting uncomfortably

Thinking no one will call

No one will know that at all

Eyes starting to close

Wishing to see another rose

Going in a deep, deep sleep

Nothing else to keep

Just waiting, waiting, and waiting

……………………………………..

……………………….

…………….

…….

..

Ring, ring, ring, ring

HELLO!!!

Rabia Nasir Mir is a 13-year-old very sensitive young lady who expresses her thoughts and feelings trough short free verse poems. Today, she’s sharing with us two major topics or thoughts that have been preoccupying her for some time: ‘Child labor’ and ‘Love’.

Enjoy!

Child labor
Why am I born?
To serve?
To be enslaved?
NO
To be free
To be me
Not to be… Child laborer

Love
Love is an emotion
That needs no operation
That needs no commotion
You feel a state of exaltation
You get a retribution
Love is invincible
Rejoice when you get it
The imposter will not last long
And will be perished

13-year-old Iranian Shirin Al Ansari shares with us today one of her short poems that came from the heart. Poetry is Shirin’s safe haven where she expresses her feelings and thoughts, and flies far away to a fantasy world of her own.

Enjoy!

Lies

I tell you I’m ok

I tell you I’m fine

But I’m just good at telling lies

I’ve said all my goodbyes

Now it’s time for me to fly

To a place far far away

Where I can scream and cry day by day

I will stay like this forever

This misery and pain will end never

Melda Nasri, a 14 year-old Syrian young lady, like many other young minds of her age refuses the tag people nowadays have put on her generation, that is spoiled, overindulged, inactive and unambitious. But unlike many others, she decided to defend her generation in her own special way, and set a challenge for both sides, proving that “this generation is a cluster of glossy stars and bewitching diamonds”.

Enjoy!

 

Endless Bewitching Diamonds

Sat I once on my rocking chair, thinking of who & how had

People thought & whom at had they stared.

US US they were staring at; “You’re all spoiled & sluggish,

You take that!” But HEY, considering it a little more

Demonstrates that we’re not as bad!

Everyone’s an exorbitant diamond I believe,

Maybe not Shakespeare or Einstein,

But everyone’s a glistening jewel and that’s a relief.

True, we yes change as time flows by, but

That doesn’t mean we’re spoiled, you are to deny.

And because our generation is not what you think,

This will be confirmed to you with just one small blink.

On this very special and dear occasion; Mother’s Day, very special and extremely sensitive 13-year-old Kashmiri Rabia Nasir Mir was thinking about and feeling with kids and mothers left alone on this merry day. She wrote a poem for both kids who have no mothers and mothers left behind…

Enjoy!

Mothers

In this cruel world I live in …

By the hope of having a bond …

I come to a place where I have to give up …

The saying ‘dreams come true’ is only a cheer up…

The only one to hold your hand through sorrow…

Is the mother who bore you with all hope of tomorrow …

One smile is worth the world …

4 words “I love you mom” is worth more…

After the beautiful painting she shared with us, Hind Abdulmajeed would like to share another talent that highlights yet another sensitive and deep side of hers; poetry!

Enjoy 🙂

‘At Social House’

 

In the crowd they were alone,

The world just fell in their hands,

They didn’t care what the world would say,

And they followed their own demands,

With starts like eyes they spoke,

And a smile that was so sincere,

Apple cheek and a charming smile,

Almost had her in tear,

Somebody was calling him but he just couldn’t hear,

She walked by and a hi she said,

He replied but it wasn’t clear,

Their heartbeats could be heard,

From miles away at least,

Sincere and warm the love was, how could you not feel?

Cupid outdid himself this time,

Not even Eros could feel what they feel.


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