Pope more than Pope and Nation more than Nation
Pope more than Pope and Nation more than Nation Cosmic pilgrim tireless, messenger of light, Of all
By jasoneldebs|2019-07-19T08:08:01+02:00June 20th, 2019|Joseph Matar, Live the news through poems!|
Pope more than Pope and Nation more than Nation Cosmic pilgrim tireless, messenger of light, Of all
By jasoneldebs|2019-07-19T08:09:03+02:00June 20th, 2019|Joseph Matar, Live the news through poems!|
Tidal Wave This late December, the planet earth, to punish or to warn, Belched forth its waters
By jasoneldebs|2019-07-19T08:09:31+02:00June 20th, 2019|Joseph Matar, Live the news through poems!|
Hate no more! Crime of pride, anger, jealousy, Sins capital, theft, murder, rape, adultery, Pardon can all
By jasoneldebs|2019-07-19T08:10:06+02:00June 20th, 2019|Joseph Matar, Live the news through poems!|
South Lebanon Freed! It needed no more than a single stone For giant Goliath to be overthrown.
By william Matar|2019-07-19T06:16:53+02:00June 18th, 2019|Charming poems of love!, Joseph Matar, Poetry|
The Flautist Serene he listens, And calm. His hair is a tussled shock, But his face is
By william Matar|2019-07-19T06:24:38+02:00June 18th, 2019|Charming poems of love!, Joseph Matar, Poetry|
The Cloister Seven or eight in this convent cloister they live, What I’ve seen there is something
By william Matar|2019-07-19T06:24:15+02:00June 18th, 2019|Charming poems of love!, Joseph Matar, Poetry|
Origins What goddess once bore you, what pearl formed your face, Bearer of youth and of charm
By william Matar|2019-07-19T06:23:55+02:00June 18th, 2019|Charming poems of love!, Joseph Matar, Poetry|
Light You run in my veins as if you were sap, And like some garment my being
By william Matar|2019-07-19T06:23:29+02:00June 18th, 2019|Charming poems of love!, Joseph Matar, Poetry|
Elsa The traffic is thick and early this morning the heat, While long shadows still cross the
By william Matar|2019-07-19T06:23:04+02:00June 18th, 2019|Charming poems of love!, Joseph Matar, Poetry|
The Street of the Moon Scarce fifty yards long is the Street of the Moon, Thronged with