#mosul
Mosul streets I walk,
Blood on every corner,
Innocence dead and lost,
Somebody please take me away.
This warzone has become,
A hell too much to bear,
There is no life for some,
While others die in despair.
Mosul streets I walk,
Counting bodies on the path,
There is no end to this gore,
No point in keeping false hopes.
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC
Come out now
It doesn't seem like it
But it is over
You are free
I don't know how
But you made it
You are strong
It doesn't seem like it
But you have always been
Come out
Let the sun shine on you
Or you shine on the sun
Let your light defeat darkness
And gift the future a ray of hope
Drink
And wash yourself
The water will clean you
But only your face
Your heart does not need washing
It's clean and pure and grace
Breath
You have been under the rubble
Your lungs full of dust
Embrace the space
Say something
And relieve life from its shock
That look you have
That look is killing
It is a death sentence
To the conscience of humanity
To be hanged by shame
And sorrow
And failure
Smile little child
But before that, cry
Cry out loud
And weep your pain out
Uncover the criminals
What did they do to you...
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 4:47 PM UTC
My mind is in an abyss of oblivion
From not believing what I see
A poet believes
That a word is worth thousand pictures
But some pictures
They are worth thousand nightmares
While I am awake and gasping for words to breathe
I can't imagine how I should feel
When seeing all the things I see
I can't realize what to think
Caught by a tornado of dispair
As helpness as one can be
To survive, one must have a heart of steel
To admit that the pictures are real
But all I manage to say is
It is not fair....
Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 6:23 AM UTC