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Best Poems From
RITA EL KHOURY
(02/10/1985)
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A poem a day - Shopping with a friend
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,
Actually you don't need to be rich
To try on whatever your eyes wish.
Shopping with a friend is so nice
You might forget budget and price
And buy things you don't need
Just by habit, not by greed
Like get ten or eleven similar tops
From two or three different shops.
Shopping with a friend is funny
Even if you don't have money
You can try a formal blue shirt
With a long gypsy orange skirt
Pretend to buy them but act lost
Then don't, because they're low-cost.
Shopping with a friend is naughty
You can act humble or haughty
Change personnalities between stores:
Be a girl who laughs and snores
Or an english tourist, elegant and neat
Who went walking on the street.
But shopping is more pleasant with a friend
Who has a thousand dollars to lend.
Rita El Khoury
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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
Read more: cat poems, fish poems, dog poems, red poems, funny poems, sad poems, sleep poems, pain poems, fishing poems, running poems
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A poem a day - Studying pharmacy
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.
Pharmacy ain't as hard as you suppose
You just need a very curious nose,
A pair of working eyes, but one is enough
Two ears, coz with one you may find it tough,
A sportive tongue ready to pronounce
All the weird names, titles and nouns,
A bit of free space in your brains
And, for the hard days, some chains;
An ability to memorize a lot and a lot
Whether you actually understand or not,
The skill to never object or complain
When a teacher chooses not to explain,
A mouth that shuts up when you're told to,
One working hand, better if you got two,
The faculty of studying 20 pages per hour
The power to feel clean without a shower
And to stay awake without having slept too
(Because you might not find time to) .
That's the indispensible equipment
You might thrown in, if you want,
Some scientifical knowledge and some intelligence.
Add to these opitonals a lot of patience
To manage busy secretaries, absent educators,
Curious patients and arrogant know-it-all doctors.
That's about it, but you could use
A pair of nice pants and trendy shoes.
Rita El Khoury
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Forbidden Love
Outside, the sun is rising up once more
But she cant find anything to wake up for,
Desperately lying on her little bed
Remembering every tear she has shed,
Trying to console her shattered heart
And reconcile her eyelids, driven apart,
Since last night, shes like a poor bum
Falling apart and no sleep would come.
Missing the rain and missing the snow,
Missing the smile she was pride to show,
The sweet rumbling sound of thunder,
And the happiness she used to hide under,
Missing the unique smell of humidity,
And her very rare moments of stupidity,
Missing the night and hating the light
Missing him although it wasnt so right.
Her one and only joy, her only ray
Is slowly drifting apart, day after day
She could attempt to smile or pray
But to get her life back, she has no way.
Couldnt keep her sorrow at bay
Forth memories of what he used to say
Hunt and ruin her like a lethal decay:
Price of love that she cant afford to pay.
Fell in love at first sight like in a movie
Thought it would be somehow groovy,
Believed the pain hadnt to be found
Until her feet got back on the ground.
Then she felt the ache pushing her inside
To uncover the truth she ought to hide,
Her feeling was about to hurt and sear,
Then destroy her existence and career.
She saw his visage, asleep and awake
She saw him everywhere, real and fake,
She wrote his name with her veins blood
She adored him and swore to forget her god
Until the sun, of shining, gets tired.
He was everything she had ever desired
But the one thing she could never get
In her destiny, this truth was already set.
She had dropped tears as much as rain,
She had felt this passion like a hurricane
Tried to stop what was meant to maintain:
A huge love turning into devastating pain.
Seeking every memory, she became insane
His virile perfume attaching like a chain,
His eyes and huge smile loading her brain,
She tried to relive what is gone, in vain.
She never should have looked at him
His face was nothing but a cold rim,
Prohibited was he to her deficient soul
Although he was the one to make her whole.
She never should have worshiped him
He was far outside her possessions rim
But on her heart, only he had knocked
After him, this gate shall remain locked.
Those tears were the last ones shell drop
Even if she knows the hurt will never stop,
Holding on the last memories to her own
She sees the night replaced by the dawn,
Maybe, also for her, it was a new start
Even if these feelings were hard to cart.
In the ocean of fire, she dared and dove
Now she cant get rid of this forbidden love.
She finally urged the desire to leave
Then tried to make herself believe
Love was something she wont find
Because it is simply a state of mind.
Rita El Khoury
Read more: smile poems, truth poems, rain poems, destiny poems, pain poems, happiness poems, passion poems, memory poems, pride poems, ocean poems, believe poems, sorrow poems, snow poems, sun poems, night poems, sleep poems, fire poems, joy poems, love poems, light poems
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