By Ahmad Al-khatat
Since the time
I built my first
sand castle
and the waves
damaged it
I knew that
temptation was
not fancy in
my small home
nor in the castle of my princess
The thieves
are well trained
to play with them
meanwhile, tears
are falling hopelessly
Different drugs
are no longer bad
as alcohol is dripping
above the thirst
to arise silent pain
I live once and
not twice with a
doctor coming to
me to say that
I will die within seconds
The sea view is
the only view
that reminds me
of times when we
were innocent and not miserable
Ahmad Al-Khatat 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, Chinese, and Serbian. 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.
