A dream of pain !!!!

Once upon a time,
in winter midnights

When i was asleep
and everything was alright

A glowing fairy whispered in my ear
She told me , Wake up,it;s time to dream

i do, and i thought it was a miracle
so i opened my eyes to help me believe

I saw a sprinkled fairy , with pink lips
with yellow hair and a green dress

She was fantastic, yes she was
She was real , am confused of that

With a fake smile and a calm voice
with respect and only some joy

i agreed about what she needs
with a clean-heart to let her play

She moved her stick upside down
and she whispered some words, i didnt understand

Just i saw a glowing star
coming to me , in that dream night

With a surprised face and a wide -opened eyes
I was driven to a white princess horse

We were moving in the sky
behind the moon, among the stars

With a little bit of noise ,the horse had stopped
in an imaginary place, i couldnt expect

I wondered , where am I
I look behind me

but I didnt find
that little cute fairy

My little fairy had disappeared
in that wide-nice-world

Everything was awesome
the castle , the roses and my tiny pair of shoe

I tried to figure out what is happening
where is my family in that open- air

I walk inside without my shoes
forgetting my fairy and also my horse

I kept looking for something strange
for something,the whole world couldnt exchange

I saw all people with each other
with one hand, they said forever

I was surprised by that word
because it was too rare in our tiny world

I saw all the arabs fighting together
against our enemy or enemies better

The shock was appearing on my face
and I was screaming, that is not fair

They were one hand and they didnt win
the trophy of returning our rights and laws

But one old man was moving away
with his sword, he kept running

and then he stopped and only he says
just cooperate and be one team

that is the only way that you need
using his loud voice ,this was said

I opened my little ears
to listen thoese words

then I saw sprinkles around me
they told me ,you must go home

I kept looking at that old man
how he was so proud of being himself

and I woke up from my dream
with the voice of my dad, trying to calm me down

When I told him about my dream
he was surprised, since Arabs cant unite

he told me that it was the best dream, he heard about
and then he hope that my dream could come true

I said may be , in one day
all the Arabs will listen to the old man words

may be they will feel kind of shame
why they are still waithing the chance

but also may be that man wont come again
neither in dreams , nor in days

so, if he could come back again
I hope that he will be so proud

of something that we had made around
something that will lead us to cooperate......together

to return some laws
since they are ours

and at the end of my dream
I want to say

We love you Palestine
even that nobody will take the blame

but because I love you
I will blame myself.


by :Raghd Al.HAjj

thanks for you ragd

this poem is very very nice

all of this word inter my heart

you are the best ragd

thanks again

with all my love

your brother : Abu horaira

hi

why u blame your self
if you written this poem really you are fantastic poet and may be become like shakespear

you see two dreams one about sandrella and other about enemy
all we love palestine ,but these days some storeis speak about imgrations to canada what u prefer ?

we all hope that one day our dream will come true
I really wish that all the arabs unite because it is the only way survive in this savage world.....


a wondeful poem

thanks alot