Lullaby

I am misguided
So disappointed
The truth i tried to hide it
But it keeps me always winded
Like a magic to breathe
I am going underneath

I am always minded
With your existence
I am chained to a hug
That is surely binded
Like a sentence

So blinded
be my dawn
Make me a center
I am so sided
Take me home
When i am misguided
Sing me a lullaby
That will Take me to you
That will make the way finded
And i am chaind to a kiss
That is surely binded

Ghada Rustom

What a Miserable World

I dedicate this poem to my favorite game : Resident Evil ….

Can you undo what has been done?
Shakespeare once said that
Those words weren’t a pun

So take your dreams and run
In a world of no moon nor sun

Can you find the light
If we weren’t blind
Or is it just a reality stun?

Catch your believes before they are gone
Hide them .. breath them
So lies can be spun

Take what has lift and run
In a world of no moon nor sun

It doesn’t matter
Between the far and the long
The truth lies in white
But can the light shine
When the night has begun?

Call .. call .. now call for the one
Because all what is seen here
Is a mouth of a gun
So take the lies and run
In a world of no moon nor sun

Written in 27/2/2011

Ghada Rustom

Delay

As for me i will stay
Till i find the way
You can go if you want
I won’t stand in your way
I won’t leave
But i will say :

We shall see each other
Or meet one day
For me i will stay
Till i understand
What is the secret of the play
You can go
And for me and you i will pray
That someday we find our home
The destination
And the bay
Before we get week and gray
We shall meet
And say hey
Before the hair shines in the sun’s ray
We shall hug that day ..

Written in 27/3/2011

Ghada Rustom

A Dame

As a stranger you came
Through the lights
And the flame
There you came
As a danger
Ain’t afraid of the game
There you came
To my suffered soul
To my wondering aim
There you came
You held me tight
And said my name
I ain’t gonna fall
For i am a dame
There you came
Hold me tight
I can’t stand the blame
I ain’t gonna fall
Eventhough i am tired
Eventhough i am lame
But if i fall
Would it be a shame?
For i am a dame
And i am not the same
As a stranger
Through the danger
Oh, there you came
There you came ..

Written in 14/4/2011

Ghada Rustom

Snowman

He said what a nice snowman
I said thanks
Then smiled and ran

We met a gain
Just like the rain
Without having a plane

I knew his name
He played my game
Eventhough the ban

As we were walking
I noticed that his eyes were deep and tan

We wished the ever snow
Before the rain had began
Oh snowman
Have i fell in love and gone?
Oh snowman
You are melting in the rain and the sun
Your eyes for the last time i scan
Then i will run as fast as i can
Because love’s span
Lasts like the life of a snowman..

Written in
28/3/2011
Ghada Rustom

I want freedom

Photo taken in 11/1/2013

Names

Different names we own
So many names for so many faces
Are given when we see the dawn

We never choose the names
Names with us are born
Names names and names
Cover the ash and the bone

So what is a name?
It is sometimes a game
And sometimes it is a fame
I do have a name

My name i write on trees on lawn
On sand like a fawn
I write it to signature my poems
And one day will be on my Gravestone

So what is a name?
It is sometimes a game
And sometimes it is a fame
I do have a name

Looking around all i see
Are names with clone
Beneath the faces
Beneath the smile and the moan
The names we own …

Written in 17/3/2011 Ghada Rustom

Satisfied

Alone I cried
Simply i shed away Tears
And i lied
I am okay
I am alive
Feelings i casted aside
The hugs i wanna leave behind
And i am shy
Once My heart In your arms
stopped and died

I was to you so cheap
You knew where the wound is
And you just kept and still keep
Stabbing me in the same place
With every No you hurt so deep
I am feeling cold
All i want is to sleep
Like a fetus Twisting around
like a creep

I made you out of a stranger
Sculptured you into a danger
Into a dangerous steep
That once i lured in
Along my sweep
I sculptured you into my death
Into a Gravestone on my heap

I casted away dust
And i lied
I am okay
And Feelings casted aside
I have burned my ships behind
Got into the jungle of your lies
And My heart In your arms
stopped and died
There were some hugs
I wanted to leave behind
I died
And you are my Gravestone
Finally i am satisfied!

Ghada Rustom

Meet me at 3 AM

Meet me at 3 am on WhatsApp
I wanna just see you online
To make sure you are breathing
I will pick and get the sign

And down to my spine
Down to my spine
I shiver from your icy heart
Where you drew a mighty line

Meet me at 3 am with your lies
I can’t get my eyes closed
I can’t breath in the tides
In this : once we crossed a road

And down to my spine
Down to my spine
I shiver from your icy heart
I am paralyzed with your wine

And down to my spine
Down to my spine
I yearn to that hug
To a brown embrace like a pine
I cry for that hug
That never happened
that wasn’t once mine 

Meet me at 3 am
looking at the same star
From our windows
Keep me in your soul as a rose
That once hurted me fine

Ghada Rustom

Such A Dancer

I am looking into the screen
I am a soul waiting for an answer
Not an empty conversation
I am a patient of your cancer
The cancer of your ignoring
And what is running from my eyes
Are tears
and in the rain they are such a dancer!

Tears are dancing in my eyes
Remorsing the pain of your lies
Of the times that you kept me waiting
And they don’t know anymore
Which is your face and which is the disguise

I asked to see you but you refused
I wanted a one time defense
But i was a toy of your mood
I am chained to this empty device
To a lonely conversation by you was abused!
I am a soul
I am a stupid heart you called it once rude.

My feelings are always genuine
I am not a number to delete !
Not a contact
I am a highway
An old street
That is full of memories
of histories that they repeat
I am not a ringtone
I am a heartbeat !
I am a soul that never repeats

Behind the screen
I am waiting for your answer
I am covered with smoke and tar
You are crushing my mind like a panzer
And what is running from my head
Is my first impression of you
and in the rain it is such a dancer!
Just answer
Just answer
You are fake
Just don’t answer

Ghada Rustom

In Love A gain

Oh mother that’s hurts
Your daughter is in love again!..
Just like a muted question
With no answer
Like a lonely dance in the rain..
a crying arm that misses it’s watch
Yearned to the embrace and the vein!
Your daughter is in love again

Oh dear that’s hurts
I am in love again .
A total desert around a plane..
No skies no water and no blue
Surrounded by cactuses and pain..
And i am drowning in sand
Like a wild horse with a chain..
Nothing is to blame
I am not sane
Your daughter is in love again…

Ghada Rustom