Ahmad Al-Khatat was born in Baghdad, Iraq. His work has appeared in print and online journals globally and has poems translated into several languages. He has been nominated for Best of the Net 2018. He is the author of The Bleeding Heart Poet, Love On The War’s Frontline, Gas Chamber, Wounds from Iraq, Roofs of Dreams, The Grey Revolution, and Noemi & Lips of Sweetness. He lives in Montreal, Canada.
When will I rest well from overthinking I have blinded the daylight in my sights I even paralyzed all steps to my objective because I have been the blues in my deafness When will I rest in peace from awful mouths I ceased to exist between everyone I know it I started to support the fight against poverty unexpected death, and money with bloodstains When will I learn myself to nothing but to rest My wordless spirit is an immensely tragic story It made my heart wonder what I would’ve done -if I will have the strength to ignore my longing to Before everywhere I go, I hear continuous outcries But presently I see the sunshine with birds singing This quarantine makes me think as we are all given another bet, to heal what we have ruined before...
Layla, I do not laugh effortlessly Layla, I do not weep skillfully Layla does not your name mean -the night, or blues? We no longer have the possibilities Our story made the entire universe -rain, as well as the students in the classroom, I weep as I read it today When I visit your tomb in the graveyard I remember how the war forced the -survivors, to transform our memories into gray clouds of ash Layla’s disappointment is everyone tale It is touching and sad to realize she got married at a young age, then she became widow, before she died in the refugee camps.
Choose Your Own Poem
Choose your own poem If you can't reach the moon Regulate your life journey and never say that “You can't.” Many things to write about Just always read more books Never lose hope on your ink Just adopt an optimistic effect Study hard and work fairly Be smarter than you think Don't expend your time in an unethical background Choose your own poem and find the honest lady to share her scent, eyes, and her desire for your poem.