Poems by Rabab N. Hammoud

When all the doors shut in your face,
Have faith and continue to praise.

When you can't bear the thought of yesterday and dread tomorrow,
Carry on with grace.

If you're the last one running,
Don't look back or slow your pace.

Keep moving forward,
Disregard the pain and aches.

Life is difficult,
With many demons to chase. 

Make them your accomplice
If that's what you need to win the race.

The world has become a bitter place.
Don't become disgraced.

When life pushes you face down,
Rise up and pray.

The judge is upstairs keeping track
Of what you're carrying on your slate.

Live life in peace
And consume no hate.

So when you get to where you're going,
It will be worth your wait.

You abide your lord consistently. In the months with persistency.  He sends you what u thought u wanted. A burst of love & efficiency, that for once in your life u felt mutually.

A feeling u don't get usually.

  This correlation ultimately lead to a path of devastation, not from the master but his powerless creation.

Why did this light that was envisioned so bright; turn into a year of dark nights? 

Sometimes your soul needs what it may despise.

Enduring so much pain that the love for everyone around you dies, he wants you for that moment to realize.

Love is made for no one but the creator of the skies.

Dry your eyes, indeed those dark nights were a blessing in disguise!

How the stars are placed in ordinance so perfectly in the sky.

You think of who created them and all the reasons why.

Besides the science of the universes, their must be a poetic side.

An artistic much more articulate then you and I.

I sometimes watch them for hours & hours at a time.

Hoping to see a shooting star to wish away the pain withheld inside.

To think of how beautiful the light disappears into the darkness of the night.

& how the next morning will bring back the light.

A reoccurring circulation that everyday we watch arise.

Every day we see it happen but only few of us realize.

It's almost become human nature to let this beauty pass us by.

We almost never take the time to admire the art that stands before our eyes.

A perception that is only seen through the vision of the wise.

Knowing their something bigger then what we see on the outside.

I run from pessimist.

Not concerned with deficit; long gone is confusion & hesitance.

Clarity is to realize that eternity is our only definite.

Occurring now, is the determination of your everlasting residence.

Think further in avoidance with any predicaments!

Take a deep breath & close your eyes.

You weren't born ready to improvise.

To be the shining armor in everyone's lives.

Take it one step at a time.

It's your pace, your time.

Who cares what they think with their little minds!

Tears would stream down my face.
They would stream unspoken words of poetry that I couldn't erase.
I stored them for years but I didn't write them down.
Deep in my limbic system where words never drown. I would bleed the ink that I didn't utilize. A body & soul formed through the beauty of art.
A beautiful silence that I would selfishly bogart.. Although I knew it from the very start. These unuttered words one day would leak, straight from my heart.

Tears would stream down my face.

They would stream unspoken words of poetry that I couldn't erase.

I stored them for years but I didn't write them down.

Deep in my limbic system where words never drown.

I would bleed the ink that I didn't utilize.

A body & soul formed through the beauty of art.

A beautiful silence that I would selfishly bogart..

Although I knew it from the very start.

These unuttered words one day would leak, straight from my heart.

Tears would stream down my face.

Flowing unspoken words of poetry that I couldn't erase.

I stored them for years but kept from writing them down.

Deep in my limbic system where words never drown.

I would bleed the ink that I hadn't utilized.

A rare soul of a poet in complete disguise.

A beautiful melody of thoughts I stored in the dark.

Ironically aware, from the very start.

That these unuttered words, one day, would leak, straight from my heart.

I stood on the highest mountain , until I felt a sudden thrust.

An unexpected turn, onto the dust.

"She will wander, never could she adjust".

Nonetheless, it's what they guessed.

They hadn't looked at me further then my appearance.

Hence, knew very little of what I posses.

The heart of purity embedded in my chest.

Disabling me to transgress.

To act upon injustice & fail what may be my biggest test.

Needless to say I felt total disgust.

At complete loss of the breach of trust. 

I knew better then to betray or entrust.

I remained on the path of the Restorer, the Just!

As they walked astray on their path of combust.

Never to realize I was never looking down.

Only looking up!

Be like the fruit that initiates from a beautiful garden.

Never allow the bitterness of the world interfere with your ability to pardon.

Have mercy towards the same hand that cursed you, ultimately it's your own righteous deeds that define you.

Continue to blossom in sunshine & in rain.

It may be contagious inspiring others to do the same!