AHMAD AL-KHATAT - POEMS

​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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The last time, I heard myself it was when 
My thoughts were flying like the butterfly  
Below the black moon by the dead clouds  
With broken stars and rain died of missing  
The farmer who died for planting the planets 
 
My happiness is the weight of a dry leaf  
And my sorrow is like the old feelings of  
A broken tree with no will to grow heathy  
Some many doors are locked and unlocked  
A few of them encourage me to go suicide 
 
I stopped drinking water to drink alcohol  
I stopped smoking cigarettes to use drugs  
I stopped remembering friends to die alone 
I stopped laughing to cry and weep bloods  
I even stopped learning about my lonesome 
 
 
Feeling empty and unable to weep with tears 
No place or corner to hide from people talking  
Nobody wants to respect me and be my friend  
You may have some promises to work on them 
Just recall that God will see respond to you with 
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Veil of the Moon ​

My heart has many doors for you tonight  
Many candles I have for our anniversary  
But no more wishes are worth asking for,  
When everything is falling apart 'tween us 
 
I miss listening to the music of my homeland  
Where I see myself as lucky or even a loser  
I’m a happy being dancing by the flowers  
Stepping on the leaves that will hide my grave 
 
 
I just want to go back and fix the damages  
I tried to fold my mistakes from the past  
While love letters and roses bloom under the rain  
But you ignore my tears and miserable smile 
 
My grandma died before Mother’s Day  
She's away and unseen, unheard, and unsure  
If she will understand the reason why is her  
Veil is now worn by the moon in the early dawn 
 
Nobody wants to remember me anymore  
Nobody cares if I will live for today or not  
So many pictures taken and familiar faces,  
Unfortunately, those faces are no longer the same 
 
I'm sorry for being who I am to you all 
Maybe I should let my heart break slowly to  
Feel the distance between life and death  
The veil of the moon is my grandma’s face waiting on me 
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Happy Birthday  ​

From yesterday, today, and tomorrow  
We will always be friends and even more  
We laugh shoulder by shoulder and cry 
Separately like birds with broken wings 
 
Life is awesome but short to enjoy  
Some days are windy with swords that  
Cut the sun from shining through you 
I'd watch and weep with the clouds 
 
People nowadays have the skin of a wolf  
They smile like a ghost that can't find 
Destiny and mercy, but from you I saw 
Baghdad and the days we are craving 
 
To drink wine and other hard liquors  
Can't take our misery away for good  
Perhaps my heart breaks frequently  
And it heals when I talk to you alone 
 
 
You're the one I want to be friends with 
Today is your birthday and so is mine 
I used to walk up towards suicide  
But not anymore just because of you 
 
We are growing old and near in the future  
We will be parents and great fathers  
But if I die 'fore you or anyone else  
Take care of my wife and mostly kids 
 
Happy birthday to you my best friend  
I wish that all of your dreams come true  
Just remember you are the greatest gift 
And sweetest brother that I always wanted ​