Candy Bar

I used to have my own dreams
Which no one really cared about
I used to cry all night in screams
While no one had a doubt

They don’t know and how would they
They thought am all about looks
They thought all I cared about is play
They think I read no books

They flirted with my eyes
They said the best of words
They talked about my size
About my taste in cloths

And that is why am unsatisfied
I want them to really read
To listen, to let me be justified
For my soul to nourish and feed

Hear out my thoughts and see my reactions
Know my heart and my soul
Stop the flirting and the sensual actions
Are you even listening to me at all?

I want to be who I am
Without the stereotyping
I want someone to really give a damn
And think that I am exciting

Before I lose my dreams
Become a soulless candy bar
A doll of what it seems
An engine without a car

*Copyrights reserved for Sarah Arram, August 10, 2008

Once Upon a Liar

You say it’s not serious
You are a little mysterious

You blame me for this
For I created a mess

For I caught you in the lie
Where you had no alibi

You say it’s harmless
You use if for defense

What about attention?
And all the fake affection?

I can’t close my eyes
Act like I didn’t realize

That you are taking me for a fool
And thinking it isn’t cruel

For confusing me a lot
Between what’s real and what’s not

And I am torn between
What I know and what I’ve seen

Resent such a terrible liar?
Let you burn in your fire?

Or drink from your cup?
Petty you for being f**ked up?

I wonder what anyone would do
If they had known a friend/liar like you

*Copyrights reserved for Sarah Arram, March 10, 2008

Gaza Bay

Its slumbering in darkness
So they say..
You need to wait
Till the light shows a ray..
But my son is out
He went to pray..
I hear the bombs,
It’s time for slay
I need to warn him.
I will reach him before they..
Calm down,
Drink some water,
Wait, here you stay
She threw the tray..
She pushed them away
Ran outside
Touching through her way
Son, where are you..
Come this way
Let’s go home..
And forget this day
You can’t die now
Do you remember yesterday?
We were crying
Before your father’s portray
They killed him my son
He is the Martyr of Gaza bay.
Again a bomb, I feel so numb,
But it's okay,
Nothing will stop me
Not ever, not today..
There you are,
With the kids you play
Let me hug you
Apologize for the delay
How come you are so young?
So peaceful no affray
Mom don’t worry
You don’t have to be sorry
We have died this day
We are in no-betray
We are in heaven,
This is our pay

*Copyrights reserved for Sarah Arram, March 2, 2008

حبي لك

حبي لكَ
بحرٌ عميقٌ
تعصِفُ به الريح فيظلُّ صامداً
ويغلفه الليلُ فيعكس ضياءَ القمرْ.
وشمسٌ مشرقةٌ
يحجبها السحابُ فلا تظلم في وجه بشرْ..
وفلاةٌ واسعةٌ فأينما اتجهت لا مفرْ
حبُ امرأةٍ مجنونةٍ
خُيِل لها أن تتحدى القدرْ..

*Copyrights reserved, Someday in 1999

أرملة

لا..
لستُ حبـّة ملحٍ
في بحرٍ أودعتموها
لستُ حبـّةَ رملٍ
في مهبِّ ريحٍ ألقيتموها
لستُ غراباً اسوداً
تطـّيراتكم عليّ قد علقتموها

احبسوني
لن تغطوا لي عيوني
اضربوني
لن أفيق من جنوني
جرّموني
لن أتوب من فتوني

اقتلوني
فحبـُّه قد ملأ شغافي
ان رأيتموه اثماً
فانظروا قولَ الصِحافِ
سأصرخ باسمه حباً
وأكتبُ عنه غيرَ كافٍ

لستُ طفلةً
أنا أرملةٌ
من الحُبِ قد يتمتموها

*Copyrights reserved for Sarah Arram, 23 March, 1998

Frog Prince

Deep in my dreams,
I saw you close by my side.
And the words you said to me,
made me reel down deep inside.

My hand in your hand,
yearning for your hugs.
Dreaming about fairy tales,
where princes start as frogs.

What is this wonder,
that love can make me feel?
Am I deep now in slumber,
or is my prince a real?

Now, now my dream,
you're not just a name.
By saying words I wish to hear,
a real prince you've became.

This smile on my face,
will carry the love I've known.
Like a fairy tale come true,
the joy this love has shown.

*Copyrights reserved for Sarah Arram, April 22 2005

ماعرفتني

ما عرفتني
كنتُ قد وجدتُكَ وسلّمت
وكنتُ أحبُك وتبحثُ عن الحُبّ
كنا متباعدين..مُحِبةٌ ومُجرِب

قلتَ إن لم تكونِي فلن أكون
وكنتَ أنت ولم أكن أنا
فكنتَ حباً وقلباً ولم أكنْ إلا تجربةً

لقد انتهيتُ من التجَاربِ ومن الفشل
فلن أعود ولن أكون
وإني مخلصةٌ لنفسي ليس لكَ

ما عرفتني
فقد أحببتني قليلاً
واختبرتني وقتاً
وما وثقت فيَّ أبداً

كُنتَ أكبرَ بنفسِكَ من نفسِك
ليس الكبَر نقيض الخضوع
إنه الكبَرُ الذي أثقل كاهِلك
فلم تعد بسيط المشاعر

الآن تعلـّمتُ منك
فلن أثق بك..لن أكونَ لـَك

لقد انتهيت
لا لم أنتهِ ولكن وصلت
لا لم أصل ولكنني تعبت
ولم أتعب بقدر ما أحببت

إن كنتُ قد أعطيتُ كُلاّ..فهذا حالي
وإن كنتُ سأخلصُ زمناً فهذا مآلي
فقد أخلصتُ من قبل
وإن عدتَ في هذا الزمان ووجدتني على حالي

إن عدتَ فكنتَ..وأردت
فلن تجدَ حباً مقطوعا.. ولا ليناً أو خضوعاً
ستجدُ قلباً يـُحبك لأنه عجزَ إلا أن يُحب
فما عرفتني وما عرفته.. وما أردت

*Copyrights reserved for Sarah Arram, June 12 2005