Susie Gharib


Comments about Susie Gharib

  • Soapy Souter (3/3/2016 8:02:00 AM)

    wonderful command of the English language - plaintive like the sound of the seagull at Emmanuel's loch

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  • Nimal Dunuhinga (4/5/2013 9:13:00 AM)

    A Syrian spinster bird flew from the War Zone and landed at the old Grandpa's Vineyard!

    [A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
    A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread- and Thou
    Beside me singing in the Wilderness-
    Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow! ]-Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

    Boss! Leave the cage door latched?
    As war planes fly in the gloomy sky.
    I'll be safe with you and let me stay here
    forever!
    You said once that you have been to Lattakia?
    I'll sing you some meaningful Arabic songs
    and you can play that broken-stringed lute,
    also I could recite you few poems
    from Khayyam's Rubaiyat!
    Definitely your Vineyard be fruitful in every vintage!


    to the poetess Suzie Suheir Gharib with gratitude!

    nimal p.dunuhinga

  • Nimal Dunuhinga (4/5/2013 9:12:00 AM)

    A Syrian spinster bird flew from the War Zone and landed at the old Grandpa's Vineyard!

    [A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
    A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread- and Thou
    Beside me singing in the Wilderness-
    Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow! ]-Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

    Boss! Leave the cage door latched?
    As war planes fly in the gloomy sky.
    I'll be safe with you and let me stay here
    forever!
    You said once that you have been to Lattakia?
    I'll sing you some meaningful Arabic songs
    and you can play that broken-stringed lute,
    also I could recite you few poems
    from Khayyam's Rubaiyat!
    Definitely your Vineyard be fruitful in every vintage!


    to the poetess Suzie Suheir Gharib with gratitude!

    nimal p.dunuhinga

Syria And Hi-Tech Sirens

There are lions that guard the gates of light
Whose cubs may slumber but with eyes that pierce the dark;
How dare you sneak into our multifarious but harmonious rites
With alien snipers who have the semblance of Lucifer's clowns!

You sow the seeds of discord and sectarian strife
But in Syrian soil no evil can bud or yield a sprout,
And the heads of vipers that slither to desecrate our hearts
Will be the soot retreating back to your venomous hearths.

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