If We Can Touch The Stars.. So Why We Insist On Wars. Poem by Abdallah Gamal

If We Can Touch The Stars.. So Why We Insist On Wars.

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Sometimes you look in your tape of past, and miss being a cute child.
Just remembering that, makes you feel as you're seeing the heavens after you were blind.
Remembering my dad pushing me while I was riding makes me feel out of my mind.
Remembering my sister hiding from me above the tree, and I got tired of find.


Remembering my father raising me up on his shoulders, to fly the kite.
Remembering, while me and my sister having the same toy, then we go in a fight,
then I get mad, and complain to my dad, suddenly I find in my hand a bite,
then I start crying, my dad suddenly come and hit me. Oh everything is white.


Remembering my dad taking me from my hand to learn me the Holy Qura'n.
Remembering, while me and my friends hanging the lanterns of Ramadan.
Remembering my dad be proud of me and taking me to the job by his van.
Remembering my Mum making a cup cake even if I get older and be a man.

Memories just when I remeber it, I feel that I'm touching the stars.
And when I get back to my mind.. I say why we're continueing these wars.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Saket Mishra 23 July 2011

You've summed up the reminiscent moments and entwined them to a good message at the end.ALL RECIPE OF A GOOD POEM!

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Brooke Barker 25 July 2011

Wow, I like your take on memories, they are not regretted. To regret is not to move forward, which moving forward seems to be a strong theme is this passage. Great poem :)

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Katelin Offord Harper 25 July 2011

wow thats breath taking i like that u made it on memories great poem

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I like your poem because it is very personal. I like how you put your own experiences to show the good points of life. Good job :)

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isatou Juwara 07 August 2011

i love your style of writing, keep it up! ! !

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Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi 23 December 2014

Khoobsurat beautiful expression

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Leslie Sharp 29 August 2014

Well I can see you have had a very normal childhood. All the conflicts of a happy childhood! * War* my *grandmother* told me Hatred is the cause of all this strife! When I was a child the word hate was like a cuss word. Indeed this word as cause many of deaths many of sorrows if we could only delete it from the human mind. However, nature must run it course. I Loved the Book *Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus*! It might shed some light why men takes the punishment.

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Louis Rams 18 September 2011

without memories, we have nothing. what can we compare life to if we have no memories.

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Fabiyas M V 21 August 2011

Dear poet friend, I am very sorry for being very late to respond.You have penned it very touchingly.I see the entire picture in my mind.Fabiyas

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Sd Tiwari 11 August 2011

Good poem. Except memories your poem also gives message if this world has capibility to do any thing even to go to stars why should not be utilised for positive things.

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