Jamal Abboud

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Frank Byrne/Hornby.. commented on Jamal Abboud's poem, Paralyzed. on Feb 20, 2018 at 2:14pm.
Cecilia Crasto commented on Jamal Abboud's poem, widow window. on Oct 10, 2017 at 6:37am.
Jamal Abboud added a poem, widow window. on Oct 09, 2017 at 5:51pm.
Jamal Abboud added a poem, Paralyzed. on Oct 09, 2017 at 5:47pm.
Jamal Abboud added a poem, So Long. on Oct 09, 2017 at 5:42pm.
added a poem entitled, "In Memory" on May 28, 2017 at 2:02pm.
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She lives in my h...

poem by Jamal Abboud

She lives in my house, As if it wasn’t my house, And it became her dearest house; She occupies my favorite side of bed, And reads the book I haven’t yet read. However, I like what I lose, And the odor of what I fee... Read more

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In Memory

poem by Jamal Abboud

Posted: April 7, 2012 Thus began the story Of a heart carved in memory Waiting in a public garden, On a trunk, for long being watched. A scar awfully etched. A settlement of love bargain Adored and chanted honestly, sculpt... Read more

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So Long.

poem by Jamal Abboud

I have waited for her for so long, She promised to call here one day, And my passion enjoyed the waiting play. I never suspected I’m doing wrong. In my heart, she shall forever live, On my hopes, love shall ever thrive; Her p... Read more

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Paralyzed.

poem by Jamal Abboud

Thou, of my ugliest despair, know Though thy love and care grow; Through my darkness, thou seek, For fragments of a profitable tale, From my clearest days of love Which pain repelled to remove So withered they silent and weak D... Read more

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widow window.

poem by Jamal Abboud

I deserted my window, Where I used to sit, Now and then a little bit, I forsook my only screen, Where I could see the world, And couldn’t be seen, Till the snow prevailed, Everything was solid cold, Frost and despair began ... Read more