Rita El Khoury

Rita El Khoury Poems

Once, there was a white cat
Who was really, really fat
So fat
She looked like a bat
...

Shopping with a friend is cool
There's nothing forbidden, no rule
And no parents to say what's suitable
Or to tell you what's unaffordable,
...

Today, I feel like I've spent all of my life wandering
Waiting for some kind of miracle, for someone or something,
I feel like being a unique child was written in my fate
Because meeting my sister wasn't meant to make me wait.
...

No more words to speak
No more eyes to seek...
I am once again on my own
Facing this desert of stone
...

Studyin' pharmacy ain't easy, I've been told
By many people, some young and some old...
Well, let me tell you, I'm not a 'nerd'
So take off your lips this ugly word.
...

Dear Lady, deep in the sand and the dust
My soul was meant to burn, rot and rust
When I met thee, in me, arose love and lust
For I found a heart, to worship and trust,
...

Comment supporter le cruel silence
Qui brûle et consume le reste d'espoir
Qui dévore la dernière miette de patience
Et laisse le coeur prêt à choir
...

She stopped silently behind his chair
And whispered 'let's play truth and dare'
Shocked as he was, he didn't know what to say
After she interrupted his movie, in a strange way.
...

All in black dressed, dark procession
Hand in hand, walking in apprehension
Weakened and ephemeral memory
That once was immortality and glory.
...

Outside, the sun is rising up once more
But she can’t find anything to wake up for,
Desperately lying on her little bed
Remembering every tear she has shed,
...

Can you teach me how to live
When I am apart from my air?
Can you teach me how to give
If I don’t have any more care?
...

He's bending down to tie his shoe lace
Two cars pass as fast as if they have a race
Making the mud fly towards his new jeans,
He starts to rise up but then he leans
...

Stuck in the middle of nowhere
Cold as ice, insensible as stone
No voice to shout, no voice to swear
Stuck with your ugly self, stuck alone
...

You've searched for Him through pain,
Through punctures, needles and agony
Through drugs running in an IV or drain,
Through life's laughs of sarcasm and irony.
...

It's so quiet here, I can almost hear
Mother earth breathe right into my ear
Sending a gentle breeze, a whisper of grace
And a secret calling of love and faith.
...

My gym coach is a shorty,
A typical lebanese weightlifter and boxer,
Aged somewhere around forty,
Who still ignores the second meaning of 'boxer'.
...

You don’t resemble any of the others
And surely you would never do
I can tell when something bothers,
Annoys, pleases or amuses you.
...

Finally we've been tought something amusing
During the course of botanics (usually boring)
The teacher said that plants could move
'Tis caused by chemicals, not by a groove.
...

It's seven o'clock in the afternoon
Somewhere on the country side
A man lies staring at the moon
With his black eyes open wide.
...

Etre vide
Vide limpide
Se chercher
Se perdre
...

Rita El Khoury Biography

Hello, I'm Rita El Khoury, Lebanese now living in France. I went to Melkart school, USJ University where I got a degree in Pharmacy. I am currently pursuing a Masters in Pathological Macromolecules at Paris Diderot university in Paris. I started writing french poetry when I was 11, wrote till I was 15 then took my 50 poems and threw them in the garbage. That was the only way I could get over that period. I kept writing in French and eventually started writing in English when I was 18. I also wrote some 4 or 5 arabic poems, literary and spoken, but I guess it isn't my strong language when it comes to poetry. I'll list my favorite poems here, ie the ones I advise you to read: (If you only have to read one poem, I advise - Shakespeare's lost letter OR Mystical Fight 3, in english - A Toi OR La survie in french) - SI... - L'ADIEU - LA SURVIE - A TOI - HISTOIRE D'UN OISEAU - J'ACCUSE LES LIBANAIS - TU SAIS A QUOI TU RESSEMBLES - LEGENDE DES CIMES - LA MALMENEE - AU SEUIL DE LA DEMENCE - MYSTICAL FIGHT - The trilogy - FORBIDDEN LOVE - SHAKESPEARE'S LOST LETTER - ARE WE STRANGERS NOW - THAT'S HOW DIES A HEART THAT ACHES - HOPE'S FUNERAL And mostly I treasure the poems written to those who have touched my life: - A DREAM TO REVIVE, A PAIN TO KILL (to Joyce) - MY SISTER, MY FRIEND (To May) - A L'INNOCENCE (A Amani, Maria & Patricia) - REMERCIEMENTS AU COLLEGE (A mon collège) I've also added a category of funny poems I've written, at least ones that I consider funny. They're under the name 'Funny -...'. I've also added some of my best productions during the 'A Poem A Day' project.)

The Best Poem Of Rita El Khoury

Funny - Fat Cat

Once, there was a white cat
Who was really, really fat
So fat
She looked like a bat
Who has eaten a huge rat.

The cat was walking in the street
Following a beat, with her feet
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Tictactictactictac
Looking for anything to eat
Milk, fish, tuna, meat...

But what a pity
The street was empty
So empty
Not even a birdie
To make her get nasty.

The cat kept walking in the street
Following a beat, with her feet
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Looking for somewhere to sleep
Bed'n'sheets? Get real! Just a seat...

But she didn't find any, what a shame
Because she was really lame
So lame
She had forgotten her own name
And from where she originally came.

So she kept walking in the street
Feeling the heat, and pain in her feet
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Tic, tac
Looking for someone to blame
Same situation, same game...

Then, the white cat
Saw a tiny red hat
One hat
She ran, jumped and sat
In it, what a lucky cat!

But since she was really fat
She got stuck in the hat
So stuck
She looked like a rat
In a cheese trap.


A dog came walking in the street
Following a beat, with his feet
Tic, tac, tictac
Tic, tac, tictac
He saw something red
So he stopped near the cat's head:

'Haha! Cat, you pay the fees
For acting so bad with your peers! '
'Help, please'
'Call me bad boy, I love to tease
I'm getting outta here, say cheers! '


Then a bird came flying in the street
With his wings, following a beat
Tictactictactictac
Tictactictactictac
He saw something red
So he stopped above the cat's head:

'Oh, poor white cat
Are you trapped in this hat? '
'Damn I am! '
'Let me help you, sad little cat
Here, you're out, care for a chat? '


Rumors I heard
Say the cat ate the bird.

Rita El Khoury Comments

Ronberge ®... 26 September 2006

Chere Rita, Un petit mot de moi pour dire que j'aime bien tes mots. Certains tracent dans le sable et toi tu fais des chateaux! Sincerement, tu es une des voix que j'aime le plus sur ce site. Continue a ecrire. Amicalement votre, Ronberge

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Sandra Osborne 04 March 2005

You are very talented, it's amazing how well you write in English. Keep writing, I know you are one of the world's rising poets. Excellent work.

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Kareem Abdulrahim 01 March 2005

can you start writing in english?

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