Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Friday, July 24, 2009

سمريا ملاكي

سمر، ابنتي، حبيبتي، قلبي، روحي، ملاكي
!ها أنا أشاهد الشروق، ليت الناظر عيناك
تبحث عنك عيوني، و بنور الصباح تلقاك
وفي عتمة الليل نجمة تضيئين السماء فأراك
ترافقيني دربي ولكن ينقصه وقع خطاك
أنده عليك وأجدك كلما فؤادي ناداك
لكن اشتقت أن المسك وتلمسني كفاك
أحضنك وأقبلك وأقضي الوقت كله وإياك
أسألك عن يومك وعما أسعدك و أشقاك
بكيتك وأبكيك حتى سئلت "ماذا دهاك؟
!آه يا امرأة !أما شبعت من الشقاء؟ كفاك
لست أول أم تفقد ابنتها ! يوجد الكثير سواك
"اصبري فإن الله سيأجرك إذ الموت ناداك

ما علي بباقي الأمهات! لم يعد في رمق بلاك

رنده ربحي حماده© 2009
(أم سمر)
جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Books Available



The two books are now available at:
  • National Bookshop المكتبة الوطنية , Exhibition Road, Bahrain
  • The Bookcase , Budaiya Road, Bahrain
Note: The proceeds will go to charity in SAMAR's name.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Smiling

I could feel you smiling

as I opened the book today.

It felt like,"Good for you,Mom.

This will help you on your way."



I love that small connection,

of knowing that you're there.

It's such a special feeling,

a rainbow I can wear.



By Genesse Bourdeau Gentry

Stars in the Deepest Night

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Gone too Soon

Gone Too Soon lyrics
Like A Comet
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon

Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon

Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon

Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon

Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon

Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon

Gone Too Soon


by Usher at Michael Jackson Memorial:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPij9F_CObo

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

You and I

How much I enjoyed
our being alone,
just you and I!
My beloved daughter,
friend, companion, and ally.
The special time we had,
I’ll cherish until I die.
The silence, talks, walks
and memories made time fly.
I wish the moment hadn’t arrived
for us to say good-bye.
I’ll miss
your look of understanding
into my eye
that says, “Mother,
it’s okay to cry.
You’re yearning for my sister,
your looks imply.
You’re doing your best,
I know how much you try
to hide your pain
and conceal a tear or a sigh.
Beloved mother,
for that don’t feel at all shy.
Allow me to share your thoughts
and your tears dry
for when I was a child,
you sang me a song or a lullaby
and comforted me
when my fears
were about to intensify.
Now it’s my turn
to ease your pain even if I
have to get you
a piece of the sky.
Rest assured, dear mother,
my sister didn’t die.
I see her alive in you,
a fact that I can’t deny.”

Summer Rays
Copyright© 2009 by Randah Ribhi Hamadeh

Monday, July 13, 2009

Cold Play-42 with lyrics

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h7XQfyHCrx8

One of SAMAR's favorite bands. I am sure she would have liked this song......

Um SAMAR

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Summer Rays

Summer Rays :Solace for Bereaved Parents

by Randah Ribhi Hamadeh (Author)
Publisher: iUniverse.com (July 1, 2009)
Language: English
Available in three formats:

Perfect Bound Soft Cover
ISBN: 9781440151606
Format: Dust Jacket Hardcover
ISBN: 9781440151620
E-Book
ISBN: 9781440151613

Available from:

iUniverse.com:

http://www.iuniverse.com/Bookstore/BookSearchResults.aspx?Search=summer%20rays

Amazon:

http://www.amazon.com/Summer-Rays-Solace-Bereaved-Parents/dp/1440151628/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1247256032&sr=1-1

Barnes and Noble:

http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/results.asp?WRD=Summer+Rays&r=1&box=Summer%20Rays&pos=-1

Monday, July 06, 2009

Come fly with me

Come fly with me, mom
We’ll go places you’ve never seen,
Sights of which you only dreamed
You, like me, will be free
To wander in space
with love and peace.

I like to fly with you, son
Reminiscing of days bygone
Journeys we did before you were gone
I had no care in the world, then,
except to be with you, my son,
to visit lands we read about
places we imagined and liked

Come with me, mom
Bring your steady coloured wings
Flutter them against the wind
And they’ll carry you
beyond the horizon and the skies.

I love to fly with you, son
But I’m sorry my wings are not working
Since my heart was broken
when you left suddenly to the other side
Can I fly if I set them aside?

Yes, you can fly, mom
But make sure you leave your luggage
of sorrow and grief behind,
they are heavy they’ll slow you down.
No need to bring my photo Albums and poetry books.
There is no use for my PC, CDs and DVDs.
Here, you can do all in one click, a glance or a wink.

I’d love to fly with you my son
But I can’t go away without
My memories, my past
They are my link to you my son.

If you like to fly with me, mom
Trust yourself and your son
Your fate is what you are now,
A mother whose only son has gone
Centre yourself against the storm
Raise your head up and be proud
A single parent in a youthful life.
Stand upright, leave your fears behind
Then whoosh up into space.
You’ll find me waiting for you there
To carry you on a rainbow
to the magic world of the stars afar

Oh! How much I’d like to fly with you my son
But my wounds need to heal
Before I can fly
The deep cuts are hurting and full of puss
I’ll do whatever it takes to be with you my son
To hear you, smell you, touch you -
I‘ll practice taking off from the ground.
In spite of the pain and aches
I’ll get training all day and all night
I’ll carry a light weight bag filled with hope and trust.
And bring with me one identification paper: Haas’s mom

You’ll fly mom, I know you can fly
Open your arms, let go of the past
Lift yourself smoothly off to the skies
Keep your heart calm
and your eyes to the stars
Look for me, I’ll be in sight
Hold my hand tight
and together we zoom into the light
Where love and peace reside
You’ll fly
Yes, you will, you will fly.
When you let go, when you let me go-
That is when you will fly.

By Najwa Mounla
(Haas Mroue's Mother)

He is Gone

You can shed tears that he is gone
Or you can smile because he has lived

You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back
Or you can open and see all that he has left

Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
Or you can be full of the love that you shared

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday

You can remember him and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on

You can cry and close your mind, be empty
and turn your back
Or you can do what he would
want: smile,open your eyes, love and go on.

David Harkins,1981

Saturday, July 04, 2009

جودي

افتحي الباب بمعجزة وعودي
يا وردة، لا بل يا أجمل الورود
وضمدي جرحي بتقبيل رأسي وخدودي
طالعيني بأحلى العيون، عيونك السود
وطوقيني بعطرك الذي غار منه المسك والعود
جودي علي وتصدقي واكسري كل القيود
واستأذني رب الكون أن تتركي عالم اللحود
القادر على كل شيء ، يميت ويحي دون قيود
كيف لي أن أحيا حتى لو كنت بجنة الخلود ؟
فحياتي دونك بلا معنى ولا داع لوجودي
ترجي واطلبي الرحمة لي فلن يبخل الودود
عودي، فشوقي وحنيني تجاوزا كل الحدود
رنده ربحي حماده
(أم سمر)
جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© 2009

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

July 2009

ذهبت من عالمنا ولكنها ما زالت تبرق ما اختفت
نورها ساطع كالشمس، قلوب كثيرة نورت
ورغم عمرها القصير عيون كثيرة عليها أدمعت
وبخلقها الطيب كالشجرة،حب الناس أثمرت
"من قصيدة "ستة أشهر مضت