Lebanon Poems - Poems about Lebanon

I'm scared to close my eyes tonight I ask my mom to hold me tight To tell me it will be alright, and rock me close till morning light I hear my auntie start to cry, and no one wants to tell me why my uncle's gone without goodbye I wonder what it's like to die I miss my home, and my best...

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The month of August brings with it memories of the Beirut blast. Beirut is once again under attack. I wrote this poem as a tribute. The Rape of Lebanon My darling, Lebanon, do not be fooled What they feel for you is lust and not love You're scented cedars and your hills, bejeweled make you a piece of heaven...

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My heart remembers Lebanon a vacation spot ~ like Switzerland...

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F Fight to win a just and equal deal R Rights demand today, and do not kneel! E Equal in demand for means to live E Equal in demand that leaders give L Liberty to seek and speak the truth E Energy to fight all the uncouth B Bastions of belief that change will come A Adamance for all to gain not some N Nation first, and not a party’s greed O Onslaught in...

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Is thy growth deep? Mindest thou thy roots - Than thy boastful shoot? Then thou must be the great one - From the shores of Lebanon! Is thy bark like an armour thick- That the axe head cannot wound? Are thy branches with love rich With song birds - That in thee weave a nest? Art thy beauteous renown Gotten from fountains deeper than men can...

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shrapnel of empty hearts bent on violence envious of your enchanting beauty demanding complete control finding intimacy only through destruction... when will you learn the ways of love? stop trying to prove you are right for we are all wrong in this war all we want is a warm cup of tea to hear our children's laughter kneeling reverently at our elder's...

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How else can a mortal envisage your greatness if not through the envy of the majestic existence of the cedar of Lebanon? Your lofty height is damped in shady foliage And beautiful branches multiplying with long boughs Underground springs direct their rivers all around the place where you’re planted making you greater than all the trees in the field. Thick and solid, wider...

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There is a beautiful ancient burial ground in the Ozark mountains that is the resting place for countless generations of my lineage. One of those places that completes a part of me that remains incomplete wherever else I might be. It is the place where I can best see forever. The fulcrum of my forever... I...

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Tree of honor born from the cedars of Lebanon No seed does it drop and it not know where Absorbing the heat to provide a haven of shade Seasons and storms cause no threat No cutting words can perpetrate its bark A sapling mirrors its sway in the daystar’s light Majestic and true, august and firm Friendly and kind always waving never...

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