The Happy Holiday

by Rania Moallem   Dec 19, 2014


Sallow lights,
foggy skies
white snow,
face-nibbling December-cold;
I remember, not so cold before.

But this is a happy holiday,
for after all the time of being numb
now I'm feeling all over again,
my heart soaked in misery,
finally breathing in some pain.

So I bought myself a brush
and painted a Christmas tree,
painted hope on the ceiling,
I painted God above me,
angels on the floor,
I drew myself a window, an exit, a door..
I set warmth to the vain wall;
hung pictures of those I've loved,
but have glimpsed no more.

I watered then,
my solid face,
cried some spirit,
lost my breath...
I wept some life,
sobbed some death.

But this is, a happy holiday,
for after all the time of being numb,
now I'm feeling all over again,
my heart soaked in misery,
finally breathing OUT the pain.

by: Rania Moallem

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  • 3 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Love this!

    I could relate to this, and loved the rap type of flow it had to it, and the layout!

    Nice job!

  • 3 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Yeah......Nana knows how to sock it to me.....sighs. Love this!

  • 3 years ago

    by Rabea JAdallah

    السلاÙ... عليكÙ...
    Your poetry never changes
    The uniqueness is there and I can tell you've wrote it without having to check

  • 3 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Naaaaaanaaaaaaa!!!!!

    I so love this poem, no matter what you write you always conjure up the most amazing emotions and images.......

    "I watered then,
    my solid face,
    cried some spirit,
    lost my breath...
    I wept some life,
    sobbed some death."

    ^^^^^^^^^^^^
    Just off the Hook!!!

    Awesome writing :))

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