An Education Of Love
Under the Patronage of
The Lebanese Embassy &
Abu Dhabi Authority for Culture &Heritage
You Are Cordially Invited
To attend
A Poetry Book Signing Ceremony
By Dr. Wael Karameh
Entitled The Education of Love
(In Arabic Language)
Location: The Cultural Foundation,
Bin Majed Hall,
Abu Dhabi.
Date &Time: Wednesday March 4,2009,19: 30
To all Interested, Please Join Us There
poem by Wael Karameh
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The City Without You...
The City without You …
Is a skeleton buried in the desert of time…
No songs, No lights
No people enjoying the nights…
No sea caressing the hair of the shore
No birds dancing in the air like before…
The palm trees are crying
Their sweetie dates are dying…
The City without You … is so ugly
Like a scene of a crime…
The City without You …
Is full of strangers, of ghosts, is not mine …
The Central park is empty
No flowers, No Grass, No water falls
No kids playing with the balls…
No couple walking together
No lover searching for another…
Abu Dhabi without you is really a sick city
Without you will never shine…
Wael Karameh
July 18,2008
poem by Wael Karameh
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A Beautiful Queen… A Wonderful Poem! ! !
The wind says gossips and the mountain is still green…
The Evil is reincarnating in the body of a serpent…
It will never touch the wings of the eagle…
Love is so beautiful, hate had never been…
Good poetry is the mirror…
My poem is the queen! ! !
Wael Karameh
August 27,2009
poem by Wael Karameh
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A
A +
A plus is not my blood group
Not the grade of my university graduation…
A plus is my fate, my logo, my name…
A very simple result of my calculation…
A stands for my heart Adoring you…
Plus means it is getting bigger and bigger everyday…
A + is my most meaningful abbreviation! ! !
A+. Wael Karameh.(Like Dr. Wael Karameh)
April 10,2009.
poem by Wael Karameh
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A Baby Carrot! ! !
Your word to me in my funeral
When my heart was lying nude…
Is just a Baby carrot you are throwing to me …
Leave and don’t tell who is “He”…
I know him…
A lucky man who had just stole my dream
An ocean of “love” in parallel to my heart steam…
An intelligent liar…
Who knows how to present his illusions
Covered by a mountain of tasty cream…
Your word to me in my funeral
Is just like an ugly scream…
From the mouth of an old parrot…
Just go… we cannot be friends again! ! !
Wael Karameh.
October 3,2009.
poem by Wael Karameh
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A Happy Resurrection Day
Valentine's Day...
Is only one day...
But love is a celebration...
Through our life all the way! ! !
Wish you Happy Valentine
With every single sunshine...
Your heart became my nation...
Holistic more than the pray! ! !
Love is not just a feeling
It’s the most powerful healing...
How come such a relation...
Resurrects us from the clay! ! !
Wael Karameh
Feb 14,2010.
poem by Wael Karameh
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We are ready to train new Iraqi forces outside Iraq. We did it in Abu Dhabi.
quote by Joschka Fischer
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Pretty Laday -wael Moreicheh
PRETTY LADY i can feel by her from hundred ten mile
She love me and i love her brown eyes
She love me and like ode in the morning from August any time of love
fall down by SHOCK TROOPS ' SYRIAN SAVAGE PEOPLE '
Not for long time after now.
Also I NEED LIFE WITH POETRY IN ALL LANGUAGES
LIKE SEVEN AGANIST HELEN AND PARIS
WAEL MOREICHEH
POET
14TH SEPTEMBER 2010
poem by Wael Moreicheh
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We should never denigrate any other culture but rather help people to understand the relationship between their own culture and the dominant culture. When you understand another culture or language, it does not mean that you have to lose your own culture.
quote by Edward T. Hall
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Healing Through Poetry
The content of her book is very nice
And what she writes about she knows
She tells us of her struggles so well
Her love for God and His Son just flows
I am so glad that I got her book
Faith thru her book the soul uplifts
From my heart I recommend it to you
'Healing through Poetry' is a poetic gift
I really enjoyed reading this book so much
She surely shares some of her hopes and pain
Her poetry is a true tale of faith and love
Mary's healing thru Christ shows not in vain
Wonderful author gave me another perspective
Her love for her son shines all the way indeed
Poetry content can bring inspiration to all
For my part I'm happy that her book I've read
November 22,2009
Author's note: 'Healing Through Poetry.' This is Mary Ann Duhart's first poetry book.
poem by Dorian Petersen Potter
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Poetry is? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
What is poetry is like asking,
'Why is the sky blue? '
There is no answer to What or Why?
but, in any event,
I shall try.
Poetry flows from my heart through my pen,
down through
its neb,
Like a fly struggling in the web of a spider, waiting
to be free.
What is poetry-who knows-could be as simple as the
morning dew on a rose,
children’s laughter,
a baby’s cry,
a mother crooning a lullaby,
bells chiming loud and clear,
the voices
of those that we hold dear.
Poetry is the language of the soul
It gives us the courage to afford life’s many streams
It expands our horizons to realize our dreams.
To summarize the above
Poetry is the Language of Love
Poetry is the Language of the Soul
Poetry is the Language of Life
over which we have
no control.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Poet Politics....ego fruits
There is an undercurrent
Flowing vile
Of beings
Ne-er reading or seeing just how much talent there is....
Instead
The
Dreaded....
(Cordially invited) to read my fantastic piece
Flops on the cyber mat
And i say Phah! to that
All men are equal
Play fair
You dont hold a party then decline to attend
That way dear (ego fruits)
You loose all your friends
poem by Karen Sinclair
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Signing Off
Signing off
Signing off
Does it surprize you
I wont need your lips anymore
Signing off
Cant idolize you
My heart crossed your name off the door
Signing off
Now that Ive told you
That this is just where I came in
Signing off
Why should I hold you
Youve already said I cant win
Its strange how the rest of the world knows
The things you should see at a glance
And I want what all of the world knows
A person to person romance
Signing off
I cant pretend dear
My trip to the stars took a spill
Were all through
This is the ending
Because you only wanted a thrill
Im signing off
Ill always remember the pleasure
Of friendship and all that its worth
I know that its something to treasure
>from here to the ends of the earth
Signing off
Happy I met you
So please make me happy again
And be sure I wont forget you
The best of everything until then
Im signing off
Signing off
Transcribed by amber
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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This House
(nile rodgers)
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
Our toys are in the attic baby
Pictures on the wall
We can see our memories
From the days past in the mirror
Down the hall, oh yeah
Our love will survive in our own little paradise
So inspired, so inspired
Palatial it may not be
But its a home and a castle to me
A dream from a magazine
And well never give it up cause
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
Ill try to comfort you baby
You try to comfort me yeah
I know you love me
With all your heart, oh yeah
cause you say you do
You know that when you are sad
Ill be there in a flash
At the drop of a hat, oh yeah
cause I want you to feel love
And you dont have to say a thing
You dont have to ask, cause baby
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
Maybe well strike it rich
One day really make it big
And I know because our love is so strong
Well always have a home
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Education Celebration
(An 'Education Week' Rap)
Education, education;
There's nothing quite like education!
It gives you hope and lets you cope
And offers great remuneration.
Education, education;
The path to many a great vacation;
A fancy car and caviar;
A life of fun and relaxation.
Education, education;
Provides a firm and strong foundation
For better lives improved by drive,
By effort and by motivation.
Education, education;
Sing aloud in exultation!
And when you pass that final class
We'll shake your hand in admiration.
Education, education;
Requires a lot of perspiration.
You can bet - a lot of sweat,
And just a pinch of inspiration.
Education, education;
Let's all sing in jubilation!
For, those who strive and have the drive
May someday own a 'corporation'!
Zeke Snirer, poetry critic
Zeke Snirer.
he’s young. ish.
he’s got something to offer the world:
he’s the best judge of poetry. ever.
this is his sincere opinion.
so he’s obliged to tell you. often.
in case you missed it.
he’ll take on any other poet.
invited or not.
especially celebrated ones.
he’ll even interrupt their own poetry readings
tell them how bad they are
and offer to read his own poems
to prove to the audience
what poetry should be.
he’ll grade Shakespeare’s sonnets
and tell you the very few
which are nearly as good as his own -
perhaps, just perhaps, better in some ways
though of course not in others
if he were interested,
he would grade you Krishna, Moses, Buddha, Christ, Mohammed,
and himself,
if he got into that line of business.
he’s a great spectator sport –
you can read him now on the internet –
if you like that sort of thing
and if you’re not one of his punchbags
for he’s like a boxer who announces a title fight
(to which he’s not entitled)
against a heavyweight opponent
(whom he hasn’t actually invited) :
then in the ring, it’s him
and a punchbag with his opponent’s name on it,
he hits it for a round or two,
claims a knock-out,
awards himself the title.
and afterwards says the other guy’s a coward
for not being there in person..
Bur does his abrasive whizz-kid act
aid poetry itself? does it shatter
the undeserved reputation,
the accepted status of the famed,
the thoughtless infill of the poetry
that sounds like poetry, but is no more than that?
a fresh breeze blowing through
the stale and dusty air of the pedant’s library
in the Creative Writing staffroom of the University of Academe?
or would a poet who believed completely in himself
be content just to offer us his finest poetry,
and let us recognise it for ourselves;
and put aside this damning of all others?
even if he tells us quietly (as Shnirer does)
that ‘we’ will be reading him above all else
in five hundred years of poetry?
I wonder – deep inside this combative assailant,
Defender of the Faith and of the Muse,
is he so devoted to poetry
that he just can’t bear
anything to be written that falls short
of what he thinks is worthy of the Muse?
or does he really hate poetry
for allowing others to partake of it?
whichever it is, he’s not in doubt
that he’d be the best judge of that, and
you better believe it.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Hooked.
I’m sure, deprived of poetry
descent into insanity
would follow.Inevitably
It is my prime necessity
Poetry is my drug of choice.
Without it I would have no voice
either to lament or rejoice.
For I depend on poetry
to validate that I am me.
I am addicted hopelessly.
Wednesday,23 December 2009
http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Who Am I?
Who am i?
I was born and grew up in Ghana to an Egyptian mother and a Togolese father;
Who am i?
I have taken to the culture, language and the education of Ghana to this present day;
And i know more about Ghana than Togo and Egypt.
Who am i?
I am an half-cast to satisfy my status;
And i can easily blend with my colleagues in Togo and Egypt as well,
But who am i?
In Ghana i eat a lot of plantain,
In Egypt i eat a lot of couscous,
And in Togo i eat a lot of beans;
So i am an African on apeaceful course.
My accent is very sound in Arabic, French and English;
But you can call me black or white because i am always the same,
For i have never caught the wind with my hands!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If You Hate Poetry
i have read that somewhere,
if you hate poetry
you have to get
this book,
buy it, and
you will love
it.
sales talk.
if you really hate poetry,
why buy
a book of poetry?
you may dislike me
but poems
are nothing but
spits
of something
that you do not
want to stay
inside your throat
all i need
is a little relief
from this
urge to vomit
and here you
are
reading mine.
(i am
laughing)
so do you really hate
poetry?
k, buy that book
you will really
love it
(the book)
and hate the more
what you hated most.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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LOVE without love - WAEL MOREICHEH
love love love without love but love
love in midnight love in any time or place without any place
love through light and heart of the nymphs of the sea
love and some of realism also existence
love and storm of leaves with papers of love
love in bed of love who need more divine lady
love dreams through love
FOR Love from UNITED LANDS
.......... LOVELY song
from the seas OF passionate love TO THE PACIFIC OCEAN
and LOVE WITH BROKEN HEART
can say take my heart
for sonata SUN LIGHT
FROM......... dream land
TO MY life are not poor OR RICHNESS WITH COLOSSAL
an ODE
enough AND OUT..........liquefaction
not rich enough not poor enough
LOVE like LOVE
out of OUR wreck economic.......without rest?
Psychological - War
yet only I CAN`T love more
are my love can stay for MY LOVELY LADY
by providence
WHO FEEL BY
MODERN AGES AND STONE AGE IN FOG OF POETRY
AND ' BED OF SEAS '
BED
OF
LOVELY
TIME?
WHAT`S.......... FROM TEN YEARS AND
PEACE COME WITH THE DREAM milky way
BEFORE ANY SONG
ARE YOUR BEING FOR
LOVE FOR EVER? ?
BEING OF LOVE
WAEL MOREICHEH
poem by Wael Moreicheh
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Anyone interested in the world generally can't help being interested in young adult culture - in the music, the bands, the books, the fashions, and the way in which the young adult community develops its own language.
quote by Margaret Mahy
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