Poetry

If Only (Gaza, Home)

by  Nour Elassy
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If you were mine,
In tears, I shall bloom
In fears, I must resist
Traitors would be faithful

If you were mine,
Within the lost fields of time
would I bloom?
With fear of losing time
My sin will descend from doom

If you were mine,
Mutes would loudly sing
The infertile shall conceive
In ashes, phoenix shall rise
Sinners would be atoned
Sinners will forget how to deceive

Only if you were mine,
In fogginess, the sky is clear
Inkless, poems are written
What if?
Only if.
You can be mine


Nour Elassy is a poet, writer, journalist, and humanitarian from Gaza. Her debut poetry book, Bleeding Watermelon, reflects her experiences during the ongoing war. An English and French literature student, she now studies online while reporting for the Associated Press. Her work has appeared in AJE, TNH, and the New Arab.

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