Khaloud AlMuttalibi

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Digging deadly trenches
Preparing for a long war
Wars are forlorn
As wretched as they are
...

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To my city, Amara, the city of the marshes
Slumbering rafts without a pulse
...

As usual my evening is pale
What do I have to do to get rid of the boredom in my room
The dreams are leaving me
There is nothing apart from disabled friends
...

O home whom the farmers turn to
Those who plant crops
In the ridges of the soil
And give away bread to the poor
...

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Ghosts And Poets

Digging deadly trenches
Preparing for a long war
Wars are forlorn
As wretched as they are
Warning of losses
His war
Her war
It does not matter
A woman's ghost
A teenager's ghost
A child's ghost
He was not certain
Ghosts cannot speak
They cannot feel
Nor can they be hurt

They pluck out their hearts
Before birth,
And hang them on their beds
Away from dreamers
Passers-by or poets
Except for those who
Eavesdrop

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