scream of a child between the rocks

 

what is my guilt t to be homeless

without food, toys and warm dress

 want to run and play with  friends

back in mom lap , feel her kisses on my  cheek ,

 feel her warm hands  wrap my fears ..the only one who I sleep safely with

they steal my smiles , they steal my innocence

for my crying  they are ignorant

the shame on them , they are not  Victorious

every day I pray and pray

to be safe ,in  peace with  all my family

live in lovely house without an enemies

my heart is pure ..my love is for all

why I’m forced for hating  which i don’t know

why I see the rocks and bombs kills others in front

I’m an innocent have no weapon  ..my only weapon is my tears

but  be sure , without a doubt

today I’m a weak , tomorrow I’m strong

will defend my family ,my country and myself

with my body with all I have till the last drop of my blood

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childhood

my childhood was  a beautiful part of life I lived..

days impossible to forget..

full of  love, safe , and peace of mind..

sweets is all what I think about..

with it pink dreams, takes me to amazing imagination..

painting my innocence there, coloring with smiling face

I laughed more than thousands once, didn’t give hate any chance ..

played in swing and with toys, sung with friends and collect shells

built sand castle on the beach , in my hand plane kite

run on the grass behind butterflies ..lie on the lawn under blue sky

my world is at home garden, warmth of mom is surrounded

I grew up with great love, left behind innocence days

with eyes of  innocence ..just part of  wonderful remembrance .