Searching Peace

Starring at the sky of gloomy night

To an edge scanned by his piercing eyes,

The gray haired human,

Grasping his foot hold of his earth

Quaked by the war,

Occupies in his optimum endeavor

To feel sensory experience of

The still of a shining star

That plunged to his planet

By delving with his walking stick

Into numerous groups of the shining stars

Shattered in the sky.

The gray-haired human so severely shivers

With fear of not being unaware of

His spirit of tenacious belief

To experience his consciousness of

A divine breath of serene living

In the cool and calm atmosphere

Condensed by still of the shining star and

Poured by the greenery of Nature.

Every once in a while

The gray haired human

Takes his courageous stand

Grasping his foot rigid hold

Rigorously in his earth

To be severely secured

Not to tumble over his planet

By the sudden hit tremor.

No fatigued spirit he has

Beyond his limitless, vigorous efforts,

Truly contented he is

And sturdy belief he has.

The still of the shining star

Drops truly in his planet

And fortifies a plethora of greens

To his planet, where he deeply breathes.

A Sacrificial Heart

Rachel!

Your inner beauty can

Never hide in a bushel

By those beholding eyes,

Who recognize your pretty devoted soul

Shattered on the skin of this earth

By the speedy motion

Of an Israeli army bulldozer

That runs mercilessly over

Your young and courageous hearts

As a stout and strong human shield

To total destruction of humane human

And to tyranny of the ferocious tyrant

In the city of Rafah.

Rachel!

Not only Rafah

Even the burning sands of the sands

Shed stream of tears.

Rafah fascinates the reality

Of your blossoming beauteous mind

And moves her hands caressing

Your golden long hairs

That spread over pale colored earth

Washed by your bloody bloods.

Rachel!

You’ve mingled your hearts

With the hearts of the Rafah

Who shares your inner feeling

Deeply in the depths of your soul

And hides unuttered agony within its soul

Rachel! Your mind’s so nice and soft

But so strong and stout

Nudges a deepest love to humane human

And an everlasting peace to humanity.

Shattered rose petals,

Withered to deep red

In the sands of the sands,

Touch the earth beneath your natured body

And feel the touch that stilled the quiet sea.

Rhythms amidst the sea

Feel the waves

Whispering against your skin

Agglutinated to the pale earth

And fade out to all eternity

To save Rafah in total turmoil.

To bow my head to you, Rachel,

The only white rose of the Sands,

You moved up to the distant, bluish sky

Twinkling as a brilliant star for ever and

Beholding the only peace for all eternity,

In the green planet far beneath..

Rachel Corrie, 23, of Washington DC, and a US peace activist, was crushed 
to death by an Israeli army bulldozer, which ran over her in the town of 
Rafah in the SouthernGaza strip, while she and other activists tried to 
prevent the destruction of Palestinian homes.

My Tranquil Dream

When I grasp hold of the deep sleep

And sink soundly in the ocean of peace

With no sense on my body and

Sensibility in my mind,

My whole body is then clasped to death

As the opened cage

 From where my sweet dream

Exits out and enters in

As it likes

At any time it prefers

Roaming free-minded

In the blues of the sky,

In the fragrance of the bloom,

In the greenery of the Nature,

In the folk tales

Foretold by my grand mother,

And in the fairy tales

Fore written by my grand father.

It even conjures up a magic flying car and

Travels with Harry Potter

In the Hogwarts Express

Speeding over a magnificent viaduct.

After roaming around the planet,

My dreams come back again

To the open cage,

Which is then securely locked

Barring its way to enter in and exit out.

I wake up then from my deep sleep

And occupy in my bed stiffly yawned

Refreshing in my mind the sweet dreams

That I’ve forgotten and forlorn

My deeply rooted sleep

Still annoys me.