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Two poems- by Ahmad Al-Khatat

14/3/2019

Burn My Heart

Burn my heart
there is nobody
to judge you
Burn my heart
pour your love
over the flames
Burn my heart
I would choose
you to die with
Burn my heart
when sensation
arises on the way
Burn my heart
and colour my
ashes with tears
Burn my heart
and dance with
my name in your mind
Burn my heart
and lie about us
flying to paradise
Burn my heart
take the last train
to the hell situation
Burn my heart
and remember
you are a woman

Kills

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
It never stops flooding
and extends to my flesh

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
It appears from the shadow
of the sun behind the rain

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
It is the stranger who dies
after chasing the fireflies

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
when the barefoot soldiers
bombed the house of dreams

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
It is the stone who breaks the
mirror of the river to the moon

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
It is the wheelchair who will
never take me to your doors

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
when the world was young,
I was the oldest seed in spring

What kills you everyday
kills me every other night
It is the blind who walked to
the wolves until they ate him

(Ahmad Al-Khatat, was born in Baghdad, Iraq on May 8th. He has been published in several press publications and anthologies all over the world and has poems translated in several languages. He has published two poetry books “The Bleeding Heart Poet” and “Love On The War’s Frontline” which are available on Amazon. Most of his new and old poems are also available on his official page Bleeding Heart Poet on Facebook.)

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Two poems- by Ahmad Al-Khatat

18/10/2018

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One More Night

What I always wanted is a space
to my spirit with tears and cure
myself from the grief and believing
that tomorrow will be a good day
One more night staying up late
I was not born to enjoy this world
with the diamonds of her parents
she mercilessly cuts my chest open
As the blood starts dripping all over
my flesh and I am walking away from
the dark road to rest and sleep in a
dirty sidewalk and having nightmares
If I ever survive with a broken heart
I would break the bird wings to fly
leaving no scent of my flesh nor do I
want to wash in a salty sea to die sweet

Only God Knows

Only god knows how much I need you.
I miss you as much as the snow misses
a moment to fall above the cedars.
Everyone says that I should keep moving on,
but I hear your voice coming toward me
slowly as if I hear an echo from a distance.
Weeping, because of my daily routine, the
autumn season appears twice in one year.
first was from the cloud, second is from my eyes
bitter is how happiness tastes
I smile in my dreams, waiting to see you
before the train comes and leaves me in grief

( Ahmad Al-Khatat. He was born in Baghdad on May 8th. From Iraq, he came to Canada at the age of 10, the same age when he wrote his first poem back in the year 2000. He also has been published in several press publications and anthologies all over the world. His poems were translated into Farsi, Albanian, German, and Chinese. And he currently studies Political Sciences, at Concordia University in Montreal. He recently have published his two chapbooks “The Bleeding Heart Poet” and “Love On The War’s Frontline”. With Alien Buddha Press. It is available for sale on Amazon. Most of his new and old poems are also available on his official page Bleeding Heart Poet on Facebook.)

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