Danya Qattea

Rookie - 35 Points [The Dairy Queen]

Danya Qattea Poems

1. The Mother Tree 11/11/2013
2. Safe Place 11/12/2013
3. Boy- Girl 11/13/2013
4. Wedding Day 11/13/2013
5. A Face At My Window 12/6/2013
6. Imperfection Is My Perfection 12/17/2013
7. Crossroads 11/20/2013
8. Late For School 11/24/2013
9. Harsh Words 2/26/2015
10. Hope For The Best 12/18/2013
11. Honey Moon 11/15/2013
12. Spaceless Dimension 11/18/2013
13. Staring At A White Wall 12/1/2013
14. Water Drops 5/16/2014
15. I Understand Why The Rose Weeps 1/1/2014
16. Smart 3/20/2015
Best Poem of Danya Qattea


My nose was made to hold glasses,
my arms were made to hold books,
The clothes I wear are ones I like,
The classes I need I already took.
I am smart.

A nerd,
A genius,
A geek,
I do not talk or walk the same,
some even call me a freak.
I am smart.

I am tiny when compared to a jock,
and a silent face in a crowd,
you see, I don't talk.
And yet I am smart.
It is a gift they say.
It is an art.
And that's something everybody can do,
not just me or you.

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The Mother Tree

A bullet of wind and ice whips through the tree,
leaves scatter and fly towards me.
I remain still.
Winter trills in disappointment and sends another bout of wind.
Leaves fall but are whipped up by the gale,
almost like little fallen soldiers.
More and more fall,
all the while it getting colder and colder.
With a tired sigh,

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