Palestine will be free
في حقول أشجار الزيتون والحجارة القديمة,
شعب فلسطين يقف بقوة وشجاعة.
ترتفع أصواتهم في انسجام تام وقلوبهم ملتهبة
من أجل العدالة والحرية وإنقاذ أرضهم.
من شوارع غزة إلى أبواب القدس,
أرواحهم تضيء ظلام الليل الحالك.
في وجه الظلم، لن يجبنوا,
لأن فلسطين ستكون حرة في نظرهم.
قد يغض العالم الطرف، ويتجاهل محنتهم,
لكن صمود الروح الفلسطينية يسطع من خلالهم.
رغم أن الدموع قد تنهمر والدماء قد تسيل,
يبقى إصرارهم ثابتاً وصادقاً.
إنهم يحلمون بمستقبل يتساوى فيه الجميع,
حيث يستطيع الأطفال اللعب دون خوف من الأذى.
حيث تمحى الحدود وتتوحد القلوب,
رؤية سلام، منارة في العاصفة.
فليشهد العالم على قوتهم,
للأمل الذي يتوهج في عيونهم.
لأنه على الرغم من المصاعب التي يتحملونها كل يوم,
فلسطين ستكون حرة تحت السماء اللازوردية.
In fields of olive trees and ancient stones,
the people of Palestine stand strong and brave.
Their voices rise in unison and their hearts are burning
for justice and freedom and to save their land.
From the streets of Gaza to the gates of Jerusalem,
their spirits illuminate the darkness of the night.
In the face of injustice, they will not cower,
because Palestine will be free in their eyes.
The world may turn a blind eye and ignore their plight,
but the steadfastness of the Palestinian spirit shines through.
Although tears may flow and blood may be shed,
their determination remains steadfast and sincere.
They dream of a future where everyone is equal,
where children can play without fear of harm.
Where borders are erased and hearts are united,
a vision of peace, a beacon in the storm.
May the world bear witness to their strength,
to the hope that glows in their eyes.
Because despite the hardships they endure every day,
Palestine will be free under the azure sky.
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I live for the moment those perfect lips curl into that perfect smile..
My heart skips a beat.. time stands still.. my world stops spinning..
I’m transfixed, you’re like a work of art, a masterpiece painted by angels in heavenly light..
Every minute detail etched into my memory, replayed over and over again..
The sound of your voice.. like an heavenly orchestra in a world filled with noise..
The laughter, brightens up my world like a thousand burning suns..
The sparkle in your eyes, like an aurora lit up by millions of dancing stars..
You are the very definition of beauty, the epitome of perfection..
The stars can crash into earth, the moon can disappear, the sun can burn out into oblivion..
I’m oblivious to the world, to life, my darling, when you are around!
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Triolet Poem #62
Some will still bite the hand that feeds,
yet they will still beg you for more.
More flames are all a fire needs.
Some will still bite the hand that feeds.
Follow the light, see where it leads,
we don't need reasons to lie for.
Some will still bite the hand that feeds,
yet they will still beg you for more.
"The Hand That Feeds", JEP
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The song you showed me is now my favorite.
Tea you made me when I was for the first time in your house,
I drink it all the time
Snowdrops, cakes, siting outside, sun, color blue and cats.
I've never really liked those things,
But I like you.
Everything you adore, becomes my favorite thing.
Is that how love feels?
~ER.
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