For the Love of Palestine..

Children running for their lives.. Their only hope is a miracle. .

Age knows no bounds.. They go for the kill..they destroy every living thing ..

The helplessness..the suffering..the torture..the war which never ends..

Displaced families..orphans..widows.. The order of the day.. Death!!

How can anyone imagine the emotion of this child's parents.. we are a far touch from reality..

Waking up to a nightmare of unending violence and bloodshed..

Oh my Allah..
Turn the stone of hatred into an ocean of love..
Heal the emptiness inside..
Bring joy to the cries of innocence..
Empty out the sorrows of their hearts..
Purify the souls of the wretched enemy..
Create allowance for compassion..
End the occupation..

...FREE PALESTINE...
...Ahab Filasteen...

Poetry for the soul..

A full moon soars high up into the pitch tone of darkness of this evening sky,
The dam beneath it’s velvety surface, cradles it’s reflection with sheer flow,
A vagrant scurries beneath the bridge afraid of this majestic sight in the water,
Every angle of it’s reflection holds a deeper meaning to portray the vastness of this perfect sky..

Little creatures all came into the vision of this full moon, they wanted to see it’s roundness,
Bats flew past with a shrill shriek of fear creating too much a fuss in this silent surrounding,
The little birds in the hollowness of their homes embraced this scene with such peace,
All of the earth’s possession shimmered in this crowning moment of a full moon in such beauty..