Spiritual Poetry

A Myth or A Legend
Am I a myth or a legend
Born before my time
I see my soul in all places
Sometimes in lovers' embrace
I walk through all time
Am I a tragic hero
With a tragic flaw
Purging the audience's emotion
Through my catharsis
My best realm is Utopia
Somewhere in Ancient Greece
I'd like to be part of Republic
To indulge in the purity of its
intellect and peace.
Am I a myth
A pagan warrior,
Or a religious Saint
With established virtues
And heroic values.
I see my soul
Transcending
The boundaries
Of time and place.
It ultimately comes
To reside in the most
Intimate lovers' embrace.
Jenayah Hela
Poetry
16/12/16
A myth or a legend

"I am blossoming from a scar recollected from afar."

Hela Jenayah

Weapons : Destruction Of Humanity

In the depths of your soul there is a goal
Building humanity to make it a whole
A new generation to put a stop to foolish weaponry
A massive destruction of man's dignity.
Destroying one another in the name of religion
Humanity and love are the truest temple and the wisest mission
Children of Palestine will be held as Martyrs
They will be alive in our hearts
And their smile we will always admire.
Their eternal flame neither dims nor fades
Despite missiles and weaponry we will remember their shades
No one can ever shake our truest belief
Altruism and compassion fuel our souls with relief
Palestine you will be held high beyond man's destruction
Despite terrorists' hardened hearts
A stroke of hope will redeem your resurrection
Your unwavering faith will shine so bright
Taking you beyond this darkest night
Like Moses and Heron you will defy this conspiracy
Avenging the Pharaoh of the time and the barbarism of his weaponry.
We will always stand by your side Palestine
Your pending cries will soon be healed by the divine

Hela Tekali

I have self destroyed myself to resurrect me,
pushed myself to self- annihilation to reconstruct me.
Torturing myself has learnt me to be free.
In my most natural state I can better see
to be attached to nothing , and to no one but the real me.
Love can be unfairly seen from the outside.
Its clearsighted picture is most visible inside .
When you self destroy yourself, you realize the divine within
You take off the temporary and ephemeral garment and you wear the sacred soul ,
the permanent inn.

Hela Tekali

"When love becomes your dream with the light of divinity you will endlessly swim."

Hela.tekali

The Boat Is Like the Eye

How spiritual is the boat
it is like sparkling eyes which float

The wind will take it straight to its direction,
tracking the voice inside without obstruction

Hope it is the right path it will take
not to be ravaged by the howling storm, left to break

By trusting the wisdom of the soul which exactly knows its way
No matter how strident will be the wind ,
the boat will never be left astray

The sea is placid, the prevailing wind is in motion
the love is faithful, passionately drifted by the heart's emotion.

Jenayah Hela Tekali

Poetry