Biography of Mohamed Amer
Born in 1985, Iraq, all my life experienced wars, but the war with guns were the easy one, the mental war was war of my life, that i battle every day, and it made me read poets from the ages of reason and sensibility... when their writing include passion to a cause and that they stood in the face of the crowd.
I stand against the crowd, right or wrong, i will never know the answer for that, but i will walk not in their path, but i will walk in the way of whole, apart from media corruption, the superstitions and stupid traditions
Mohamed Amer's Works:
God Is In The Rain
Mohamed Amer Poems
La Douleur Exquise
It is amazing how love is a sweet absurdity I know that, To walk in the land of the forbidden is crazy But why not be?
I am Lucifer seduced eve But not to the apple tree She listened and lived an ecstasy She is afraid but as always, I play the god and told her to trust me Don’t you know even those heartless ones can feel longing?
White Master Virtue
Yes... I forever stay... No..... no way I betray... So.... this is me anything to say.... Sure... For you I obey.....
Books covered with dust on the shelves of my life Words omitted, Forgotten or not accompli Birds sang no more in the storms of deceit
Philharmonic Latent Texture
Death and other endeavors Love and other vows Pain and other virtues The other face of my self's revolution
The Chronicles Of Cain
"Fratricide" As emptiness was the fragile sky of the world And the clouds used to be the shade
I renounce you You brought no mirth to my gardens I sacrificed my life for your sake And all what around me is fake
I dreamt my whole life of heaven Where the stairway take me to the Promised Land Always knew that hell gates
The sound of silence is louder than … The voices of those whom you want to invoke No one cares about the justice call you chant They no longer part of the system of life, it's a havoc
Beyond The Limitations Of Gods
I tell you, there will forever be No pain, no gain for free Trapped in endless circulation Seek the same pixel, in better resolution
Lord Of Carnage
Rise from two blood rivers Rivers use to be so blue Standing on a mountain of bodies
Forfeit Against An Astute Counterfeit
Do I speak in language you don't understand Because your negativity is putting us behind Me and you are puppets in the game I seek justice, you seek the hall of shameful fame
The Chronicles Of Cain
As emptiness was the fragile sky of the world
And the clouds used to be the shade
No death no pain, no men horde
My brethren with mattock, and I with blade
As he harvested the land and I shepherded
We ran endlessly with desultory