Count your Blessings


The poem below is my contribution to Jingle’s poets’ rally .

Count your blessings

Like children count stars.

Ignore  your troubles

and they’ll leave no scars.

Before he became a devil

Satan had been  an archangel.

Moses had a speech defect

but his message was accurate.

Mohammed was illiterate

but he had wisdom and strength.

Job lost health and wealth

But he had patience and faith

Jonas spent three nights

Inside a large whale

But his faith did not  fail .

Count your blessings

They outweigh your failings.

Make your blessings count

and their number will surely mount.

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Moses, Jonas , Job and Mohammed are all prophets .

peace be upon them all

Alice Audrey association Meme


This is what she said:
“Play the Association game between now and May 31st,
and enter your post in the links bellow,
and I’ll put your name in the hat to win a silver ingot.
Have you ever played the word association game?
In that game, someone will say a word,
then the next person says the first word they think of.
Each person who follows simply says
what ever word comes to mind,
based on the previous word.
For instance:

Person 1: red
Person 2: bull
Person 3: pasture
Person 4: grass
etc.”
RULES
1. Anyone can play, whether they have been tagged or not.

2.
Include the rules and logo in your post.

3.
Copy out all the responses that were made before you.

4.
Link to each of the people who responded before you.

5. Put in your response.
Your response can be as little as a single word
or as much as 100 words. It can be a word,
a phrase, an image, a song, a video, a story,
or a short rant.

6.
Tag anyone you would like
to challenge to play this game.
You do not have to tag anyone.

7.
You can do this any time you run across it,
even if you were one of the previous responders.
This is what players have responded so far:
Alice Writes:
8. Two men huddled secretly around a map, pointing and whispering when the door is flung open. (Me. Hey, nothing in the rules says it can only be one word. This is just what came to mind.)
10-

Shakira

“What are you doing here?
Have I not forbid both of you to
ever come into my office again.

I am going to call the police!”


I have been tagged byShakira
and this is my reponse:

the man grabbed the telephone receiver.Immediately , one of the two guys pointed a gun at him.

Now I can either tag someone or leave it open.
Just to add more to her plate.
I tag:

16/5


On the 16th of May , 2003 , my hometown tasted the grisly flavours of terrorism. The Casablanca bombings killed 45 people and wounded scores more.this attack was the deadliest in the history of my country.The perpetrators of  this hideous crime were youngsters aged between 20 and 24 .Most of them were recruited from poor areas in the outskirts of the city and they were subject to systematic brainwashing and indoctrination for several years.

To morrow , all Moroccans will pray for the souls of the dead innocents.

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They disseminate fear

and germinate bloodshed

they are a bunch of fanatics

with means so barbaric.

through

Brainwashing and indoctrination

propaganda and rhetoric

they  plough  the minds of sick  souls,

uproot roses of love and good

to sow  Murky seeds of hate

To plant  therein

illusion and violence

Fallacies and vengeance

With a view to harvesting

Death and evil

Destruction and upheaval.

Yet, evil is frail

So the devils will fail

And love shall prevail.

Still Mourning


I’m delighted to get the perfect poet award yet again.Special thanks go to  Jingle for hosting and managing the poets’ rally and  to all the participants in this rally.

Visit Jingle’s blog here: jingle

Mere words can’t convey

my grief after you died .

words of solace can’t take away

the pain I feel  inside.

words  of comfort can’t wash  away

The tears I have   cried .

The echo of your voice

Still resounds in my ears.

Your shadow in the playground

Still runs and plays with peers.

Your sweet smell in the house

Still lingers all these years.

Whenever  I see your photo on the wall

Flood of tears submerge my eyes.

Whenever I see your little sister

my worst fears  suddenly arise .

whenever I see your father

a piece of me withers and dies.

I’d like to nominate a prolific poet with an immense talent : William


Acrostic: Happy Mother’s Day



Mother. The blessing of God in a human form. Having a mother is probably God’s greatest boon in our lives. It’s her love that makes us strong, her care that prepares us to face the world, her hands that help us overcome all the trying times of life. Yet, what do we give back to her? It’s Mother’s Day again.Happy mother’s day to all the mothers of the world.

My mom  is sweet  and special

Open-hearted and wonderful;

Tactful in her daily speech

Her wisdom is a course to teach .

Emblematic of devotion and sacrifice

Rare insights and sensible advice.

A love poem


I wish you were with me

We would stroll in the beach

Hand in hand and barefoot

We would build sandcastles

From each grain of sand

We would listen to the ocean

In seashells lying on  the shore

I wish you were  with me

We would spend a night in the forest

To share our dreams and memories

We would enjoy the gentle  breeze

And listen  to the overwhelming silence

We would count the twinkling stars

Scattered like diamonds across the sky

I wish you were with me

We would dance under the heavy rain

Accompanied by rolls of thunder

And spotlit by flashes of lightning

We would paint the rainbow

On a pink canvas of love

To brighten our days forever.

I wish you were with me

I would sing you the rainbow song

To praise your peerless beauty

And to celebrate our matchless love .

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