medhat ghussen


Death Kiss In Syria - Poem by medhat ghussen

In early morning with strings
I felldown by asniper bullet
and I asked hin to reveal her mask
let see your face
before being shot salvation
before that recent walrus breath
and then she screaming my lord
wer is your preth
it was snipers
my baby
do you remeber
our favorites song
let me see your face
under the same sun
in the same place
let me see your ayes
in light moon befor adeth


Poet's Notes about The Poem

My baby of aleppo city in syria and I m from lattakia
we collected agreat love
the war delayed and the connection was lost between us becuse the terrorists destroyed the communication devices I joind the army of syrian arab defend the homeland to fight terrorist and killers
they come to occupy syria and destroyed it
my job was in aleppo in same neighborhood where she live
and during guard duty I had shoted by agun
my baby was thes sniper
the terrorists make she fight withe them after they killed her brother

Comments about Death Kiss In Syria by medhat ghussen

  • Freshman - 952 Points Yasmeen Khan (4/7/2013 9:30:00 AM)

    Death is a stark reality but it is more painful when imposed on us. You have tried to shed your pain and misery in poetry. Death's kiss is so heart-rending. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 44,238 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/2/2013 8:52:00 AM)

    let me see your face under the same sun. good write. thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 2, 2013



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