Favorite Poets, Favorite Poems: Ahmad Alkhatat

Four Poems
Ahmad Alkhatat

Silent Cry
Desire to Die
Cold Coffin
Unforgettable Beauty


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​Silent Cry

The full moon rises over the metropolitan
It reminds me of the head of the combatant 
He was formerly surrounded, his people and 
his enemy, whom they sentenced him to death
by hanging, he died his people became candles.

When your heart stops beating, you will think
that your last wounds will burn your weak breath 
My logical sense said that “go brighter then burst”.
Nobody but you and my mental health knows that 
I composed my happiness and autumn sang my grief.

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My professor asks if I need to take a break from writing 
I scream at the classroom and with a low voice I say it 
“We are all made of stars, now we are the muted orphans, 
with blind tears to water on the moon, where my first child
drew flowers and a beautiful woman, he said dad, that's mom”.

When mercy rains over my shoulder, I feel like a healthy tree
with leaves writing a poem for the scent of orange mint and 
-honey, from the time I began to realize that I need to take care
my strength and morale, if I ever want to expand my feelings of 
honouring the woman who will hold my spirit away from silent cry. 

28/03/2021

Bleeding Heart Poet

Desire To Die 

Who am I to write this poem?
Who are you to desire to die?
We could not face an earthquake;
We hardly dream of dying in thirst. 

I write about you in your languages 
Yet, you hurt me with your sentence 
Still, I hurt myself with my commas
We occasionally craved to live in peace.

If I bleed, I will bleed rainbow colours 
If I laugh, I laugh and vomit the pieces 
of my broken heart, for you burning my 
black and white canvases mercilessly.

My body nostalgic for the all sad nights,
Our intention to death is very unpleasant  
My grandparents visited me in a sad dream,
Continue and write about the unseen galaxy.

Write about her blowing silky hair in the dawn,
and rather than moaning, sing and dance with 
no self-hate, soak your hands and face with the 
rain of this woman who enlightens your planets.

03/11/2021

Bleeding Heart Poet Copyright

Cold Coffin 

For how long will I miss holding your warm hands?
I recharge my old phone and read your text messages,
Happiness has no room in my thirty-one years, 
I feel that I am a nonentity but a cold coffin.

Being blindly pleased for a miserable life
It's like an optimist burning his dreams
and staying awaken with candlelight
that cannot make wishes to succeed

The poet in my heart sentenced his verses to death
The grey hair on my head will never turn black again 
As the numbers of bottles of liquors will be expanding
-more than before, only because I sense your scent

Did you know that nobody calls me?
Did you know that I was the stranger in your 
-funeral, even when the angels recognized my prayers 
when I wept in front of the guests who held plastic hearts.

My whole flesh will rest on the cold coffin,
Without inhaling breath cigarettes smoke
or drinking the whiskey in the church of sinners 
to enjoy the nasty flavour of sin and die isolated.

23/12/2020

Bleeding Heart Poet

Unforgettable Beauty

She is an Extremely unforgettable beauty,
She holds a heart filled with eternal love, 
I am not afraid to draw her at late hours,
I was drunk remembering her 
yet, I am thirsty to colour her.

My tongue has forgotten all the languages
I have learned, but her name always seems 
present in my mind, like the moment I ask for
-a cigarette and a lighter to abuse my lungs.

Our enemy has turned “HOPE” into a blind mirror,
That examines what's inside and not the outside,
We were young when the horrible war began, my 
spirit became an empty space of a yellow bus backseat.

In high school, my favourite class was poetry class,
I write about my emotionally unstable, and her favourite 
-classroom was mathematics where she counts the days 
of me being silent with a smile that she will hold my hands.

03/11/2021

Bleeding Heart Poet Copyright
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Bio:
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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