"A Love Letter and "Dear Diary"
by Rabab Ahmad
A Love Letter
I send this letter with the dove of peace
To mail to you oh my dear Palestine
My special unique land, a land so pure
You will always be in this heart of mine
This is a love letter to you as my pen yearns to flow its ink
A letter with simple words that are coming straight from my heart
Oh my dear sweet Palestine, you are my one true love
My love I will love you until death do us part
Palestine, you have hidden history and your nature speaks
Your land is the holiest and has the sweetest sand
The demon wants to take what is rightfully yours
Doing anything and everything to invade you oh motherland
Loud weapons and bombs roaring at your people
The enemy attacking night and day
Killing the innocent babies, children, women and the old
Destroying whatever gets in their way
You have no joy, no peace or ecstasy
No more freedom for your children to play
You do anything, you continue to strife
Your only true weapon is for us to pray
Your people seem cold and hurt inside
Your children crying and screaming in fear
No where to go, no where to hide
Everything you own seems to disappear
Your old reminisce on their past
When they were once young and so free
Now faced with the worst horror
Of not returning to how you used to be
Fighting for your sake and for your freedom
Your children throwing stones to defeat the enemy
Fighting day and night, dusk until dawn
For their undying love for you, for peace and harmony
Your people would do anything for you my dear love
They would crawl, walk and run
They bravely stand up against the reapers touch
Sacrificing everything so you do not become undone
You watch your loved ones die before your very own eyes
Your core destroyed and so numb
Counting the seconds before another falls
Heroes and martyrs they become
Mothers, hearts ripped from loosing their loved ones
There hearts bleeding as they pray for you endlessly
Dreaming and waiting for the new day to come
Where you will return to the way you used to be
Your streets are covered with nothing but tear drops of blood
Tears that are have been shed for years and years day and night
Tears that cut deep and leave permanent scars
But for you my love, for you we will always fight
I ache seeing you suffocate from the air your breathe
All choked up you are
Restless days and sleepless nights
But you will forever be my shining star
Oh my dear Palestine, you will have more and more martyrs
Until death your people will continue to fight
Nothing is sweeter than that of a blood of a martyr
At the end of your dark tunnel, you will see the light
For you my love you are worth dying for
I hold my head up so high with pride
Caring for you and loving you for eternity
By your side I will continue to stride
Palestine do not fear for Allah is always near
In him you trust and you will soon get your victory
Just be patient and do what you have to do
To regain your land and to be forever free
I remember you in my prayers constantly
Hoping it will reach the heavens above
You will always be loved endlessly
Goodbye for now, a sweet kiss, with warm love
Rabab Ahmad, April 2003
Dear Diary
I am writing on your lines today to share with you what I truly feel
Feelings trapped within my self for no one to know but you
To everyone else it seems like my heart is left on a shelf
As I do not express or talk about whatever I go through
The words that will be in you today is unlike any other day
Because my heart is filled with anger, is injured and feeling so blue
I am going to start with a short story as I write in these pages of yours
Whilst looking outside my window into the darkening twilight
Starring with wide eyes, sad, hurt and so blank thinking
For years my land has not seen the shining stars glitter at night
As they are too busy fighting to win Palestine back again as their own
Doing whatever it will take, fighting valorously with determined might
Once upon a time Palestine used to be so free and full of peace
Palestine used to only belong to my people and for others to see
It was safe to roam every street you cross and the air was so sweet
Families in their homes, living their lives in pure tranquility
Children going to schools learning and playing with their toys
No intruders, no war, no tears, no blood and no screams of agony
This is of the past as today Palestine is faced with true terror and fear
As dark merciless shadows continue to hover around a pure land
Hurting the innocent, children and even defenseless babies
Killing with no remorse, ripping a mothers womb with their gloved hand
Murderers they are, my heart filled with suppressed hatred for them
Why cannot they leave Palestine alone, I do not understand?
A baby so sweet in a crib dies unpredictably as the ceiling falls over her head
A child shot in the face leaving his father in a state of shock where he lay
A mother's heart torn apart as she sees her only child lying dead
The old are all cried out observing the foe continue with their savagely slay
Looking out of my window, I continue to write in you as I sit on my bed
Witnessing silently as Palestine gets raped malevolently day by day
Cut deep down to my core as I watch Palestine,s history slowly fade away
Replaced by the devils trash, filth touching the ancient crushed stone
Palestine which was once an enigma enfolded in a beautiful riddle
Where doves send letters of peace to Palestine so it never stands alone
Its enveloped beauty now corrupted, destroyed, beginning to diminish
A dagger to my heart, veiled sorrow and a pain I cannot condone
I feel different tonight, hurt in more ways than I ever knew
Over the tragedy in Palestine that never wants to mend
But I know Allah will never forget my precious land
I pray that I die a martyr for Palestine, my best friend
My mind, heart, body and soul I will surrender for its cause
Where I will fight for Palestine until the very end
My diary, I think to myself I can stop the pain within me if I will it away
But how can I go on when my fellow people are losing everything
I have sweet images visit my mind, falling into deep thoughts
Where Palestine returns, justice prevails and birds of peace start to sing
Where people are free, history is made again and its ancient stones recover
Where nature will speak again in summer, autumn, winter and spring
I caught a shadow skim the ground below my open window
A crow had flashed across the dark and starry velvet sky
Interrupting my thoughts, breaking it to a million shattered pieces
I think of heartbreaking Palestine again and I begin to sigh
Nothing I can do only write and voice my thoughts
Placing my head on my pillow a warm tear drops from my eye
by Rabab Ahmad
A Love Letter
I send this letter with the dove of peace
To mail to you oh my dear Palestine
My special unique land, a land so pure
You will always be in this heart of mine
This is a love letter to you as my pen yearns to flow its ink
A letter with simple words that are coming straight from my heart
Oh my dear sweet Palestine, you are my one true love
My love I will love you until death do us part
Palestine, you have hidden history and your nature speaks
Your land is the holiest and has the sweetest sand
The demon wants to take what is rightfully yours
Doing anything and everything to invade you oh motherland
Loud weapons and bombs roaring at your people
The enemy attacking night and day
Killing the innocent babies, children, women and the old
Destroying whatever gets in their way
You have no joy, no peace or ecstasy
No more freedom for your children to play
You do anything, you continue to strife
Your only true weapon is for us to pray
Your people seem cold and hurt inside
Your children crying and screaming in fear
No where to go, no where to hide
Everything you own seems to disappear
Your old reminisce on their past
When they were once young and so free
Now faced with the worst horror
Of not returning to how you used to be
Fighting for your sake and for your freedom
Your children throwing stones to defeat the enemy
Fighting day and night, dusk until dawn
For their undying love for you, for peace and harmony
Your people would do anything for you my dear love
They would crawl, walk and run
They bravely stand up against the reapers touch
Sacrificing everything so you do not become undone
You watch your loved ones die before your very own eyes
Your core destroyed and so numb
Counting the seconds before another falls
Heroes and martyrs they become
Mothers, hearts ripped from loosing their loved ones
There hearts bleeding as they pray for you endlessly
Dreaming and waiting for the new day to come
Where you will return to the way you used to be
Your streets are covered with nothing but tear drops of blood
Tears that are have been shed for years and years day and night
Tears that cut deep and leave permanent scars
But for you my love, for you we will always fight
I ache seeing you suffocate from the air your breathe
All choked up you are
Restless days and sleepless nights
But you will forever be my shining star
Oh my dear Palestine, you will have more and more martyrs
Until death your people will continue to fight
Nothing is sweeter than that of a blood of a martyr
At the end of your dark tunnel, you will see the light
For you my love you are worth dying for
I hold my head up so high with pride
Caring for you and loving you for eternity
By your side I will continue to stride
Palestine do not fear for Allah is always near
In him you trust and you will soon get your victory
Just be patient and do what you have to do
To regain your land and to be forever free
I remember you in my prayers constantly
Hoping it will reach the heavens above
You will always be loved endlessly
Goodbye for now, a sweet kiss, with warm love
Rabab Ahmad, April 2003
Dear Diary
I am writing on your lines today to share with you what I truly feel
Feelings trapped within my self for no one to know but you
To everyone else it seems like my heart is left on a shelf
As I do not express or talk about whatever I go through
The words that will be in you today is unlike any other day
Because my heart is filled with anger, is injured and feeling so blue
I am going to start with a short story as I write in these pages of yours
Whilst looking outside my window into the darkening twilight
Starring with wide eyes, sad, hurt and so blank thinking
For years my land has not seen the shining stars glitter at night
As they are too busy fighting to win Palestine back again as their own
Doing whatever it will take, fighting valorously with determined might
Once upon a time Palestine used to be so free and full of peace
Palestine used to only belong to my people and for others to see
It was safe to roam every street you cross and the air was so sweet
Families in their homes, living their lives in pure tranquility
Children going to schools learning and playing with their toys
No intruders, no war, no tears, no blood and no screams of agony
This is of the past as today Palestine is faced with true terror and fear
As dark merciless shadows continue to hover around a pure land
Hurting the innocent, children and even defenseless babies
Killing with no remorse, ripping a mothers womb with their gloved hand
Murderers they are, my heart filled with suppressed hatred for them
Why cannot they leave Palestine alone, I do not understand?
A baby so sweet in a crib dies unpredictably as the ceiling falls over her head
A child shot in the face leaving his father in a state of shock where he lay
A mother's heart torn apart as she sees her only child lying dead
The old are all cried out observing the foe continue with their savagely slay
Looking out of my window, I continue to write in you as I sit on my bed
Witnessing silently as Palestine gets raped malevolently day by day
Cut deep down to my core as I watch Palestine,s history slowly fade away
Replaced by the devils trash, filth touching the ancient crushed stone
Palestine which was once an enigma enfolded in a beautiful riddle
Where doves send letters of peace to Palestine so it never stands alone
Its enveloped beauty now corrupted, destroyed, beginning to diminish
A dagger to my heart, veiled sorrow and a pain I cannot condone
I feel different tonight, hurt in more ways than I ever knew
Over the tragedy in Palestine that never wants to mend
But I know Allah will never forget my precious land
I pray that I die a martyr for Palestine, my best friend
My mind, heart, body and soul I will surrender for its cause
Where I will fight for Palestine until the very end
My diary, I think to myself I can stop the pain within me if I will it away
But how can I go on when my fellow people are losing everything
I have sweet images visit my mind, falling into deep thoughts
Where Palestine returns, justice prevails and birds of peace start to sing
Where people are free, history is made again and its ancient stones recover
Where nature will speak again in summer, autumn, winter and spring
I caught a shadow skim the ground below my open window
A crow had flashed across the dark and starry velvet sky
Interrupting my thoughts, breaking it to a million shattered pieces
I think of heartbreaking Palestine again and I begin to sigh
Nothing I can do only write and voice my thoughts
Placing my head on my pillow a warm tear drops from my eye
