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

Lucid Forecast

Do i love you?
I can’t answer that fast
To me your love is strange
And i predict it might not last
But will you truly love me?
I can’t forecast
I won’t leave with you
I can’t leave everything behind
Or cast
I won’t go with you
You are a stranger
And your secret is vast
My vision has raised the mast
I am fading in the future of your eyes
But what a blast!
What a lucid eyes
I can’t tell
I can’t forecast
Neither the future nor the past!

Written by Ghada Rustom
11/1/2011
Syria/ Damascus/ Zabadani city