MYNA

I went to MYNA camp recently, and these are my thoughts on it. ;)

It's incredible

It's unsizable

Just only 7 days

100 different ways.

I knew no one

No brother, sister, daughter, son.

I slept with strangers,

home some favored.

It's amazing 

The huge changing 

experienced here

The result is clear.

First day of the week

They all seemed to seek

Their parents hours away,

Missing home all day.

Last day,

If I may,

We were practically,

Close as family.

It's incredible

It's unsizable

Because this is MYNA

The best of my dunya.

Author's Note

I wrote this little piece while I was at the camp when I had some free-time to make something for the last night of the camp, otherwise known as the infamous "Entertainment Night". Basically it's where people get to show off their talents. I wrote this poem as a kind of tribute to that awesome camp. The frail loose leaf paper I wrote it on has my blood on it by the way. This makes me think it's some sort of blood pact-seal thing now. XD It was unintentional though. O.o While I was trying to fix the poem up, I swiped my very sharp pencil down. The lead point scraped the skin of my middle finger. I looked at my finger, and I only saw a little cut and a little blood.
But when I looked at my paper, I saw little flecks of red. XD
For those who don't know Arabic, the word dunya means "life". The Arabic word just rhymed. X3
MYNA is the abbreviation for Muslim Youth of North America.
It's totally awesome. :D

Reviews

[Summer'sBreeze]

a really great poem!
hope you had fun