come to me, christ..
walking together..
on the rivers of sky..
on the light wings..
...
the sea was dust,
the dust was sea,
and both were sky
no one there
...
poemhunter......
merciful father......
i beg you alot......
by the names of all saints and lovers......
...
walk with me..
you and me, not separate
our poem is totality
and our poetry,
...
PariS,
Have'nt you known, darling..
That things in you ignite,
To let the me in poetry..
...
..no longer, the fog..
could see the man
because, another fog..
made of man..
...
40 years under the rain
and still the desert....
lives in my clothes.
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...
didn't you know......
love is made of iron......
didn't you know......
heart is made of glass......
...
in the beginning..
it was a colour,
a colour decided to be a poem
and it was.
...
it left all light behind
came alone to see me
at moments, exiled out of time
raining old faces,
...
go too far takers
verily the sun you came to take
turned to a snow ball
very little snow ball
...
behind the wall
the no windows wall,
the doorless wall
4 women in hands of wind
...
paris................
o paris................
Y paris................
the patience, eating the happiness
...
in his country:
things try to cross the borders
but it is borders,
which are..
...
for seven centuries..
you, middle east,
the old man of sorrow
dreamt of a sky..
...
the sun by the sun
can no longer see me to end
can no longer see those
looks of pink
...
words chase me
i escape to paper
paper travels again
to the sun field
...
walk in the light,
let the light walk in you,
and tell the dark,
to be a pillow,
...
Christmaspoem
come to me, christ..
walking together..
on the rivers of sky..
on the light wings..
of loving angels..
on the compassionate wind..
dancing around hearts warmth..
on the peace, holding the sun..
to give all that beautiful..
and gracious light..
on the colours of those hearts..
willingly chose to be horizons..
and rainbows..
at the very moments..
of their sincere love..
on the sacred light..
that sun and stars..
have never known..
on the sound of swallows..
when they're humble..
passing by..
the scent of saint mary..
mixed with dew, dust..
and olive leaves..
in jerusalem..
come to me, christ..
to bless all humans..
by the heart's power..
by it's infinite belief..
and make them all..
at the very same time..
santa clause..
of wishes..
and love..
Vibrant and pulsating persona with an aura of philosophicality is at most importance i find for Ahmed Khalid and the excellence i hope carries away the mind of readers as me for dimensions into poetry.
A man worthy of praise. Here, he lays all bare, for the world to view his words in their purest form. He is a poet with words too true.
This special poet, always using different kind of approach in writing/poetry. Symbols always be used in any writes, the signature of Ahmed Khaled. The most obvious element in Ahmed write is the using of philosophy. The fountain ideas from Ahmed reached different high of many levels.. humanity, love, philosophy and etc..So in short i call Ahmed Philolovecaller, a combination of these elements. Reading poetry from Ahmed need us to dig and found the meaning around. Sometimes it look too simple but no, it's too complex. Love and humanity is what Ahmed always roared in his collections. The gifted hand and intelligent mind make Khaled try something new and creative in art of words. He maybe stand as good and sharp in write. In heart, he's the type who having a soft and gentle shaped. Maybe we know each other well (in poem hunter) but all comments i give to Ahmed is purely sincere. We did a poem about apple which make me know more about the style Ahmed used to use..In our collaboration, actually Khaled only gave me few lines about apples, but the deep thought attached in the lines helped me to write such long one and i called it as 'inspiration'. A good mind will inspired others and good writer tell all ideas.Ahmed Khaled the owner of these two, Give us more your mind, Ahmed! ! _Unwritten Soul
my precious friends of poemhunter; the castle of angels and kingdom of love, i love you++++++, i am more than sorry because i can neither reply nor comment at this very time only, i'm sorry again to say; it's the wild sickness surrounding me every second as well as my philosophical researches which consume the most of my outer energy and the best of my ease and rest, please forgive me my beautiful_minded friends and love me as i love you more than brothers keeping in mind my main mission, which is spreading love and peace fore all mankind with no discrimination so you are invited strongly to share me this mission which represents the soul of poetry and the core of writing+++love for you and peace for poemhunter+++ahmedkhaled+++phd in love
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Poemhunter's highly tender_hearted great humanity people: : : : please forgive me alot, being in hard health in this very time, i wish you all health, all wealth and all good wishes, YOU are the dearest family I have ever had and loved................i pray for you to be always good
let HUMANITY be served through POETRY and let POETRY be served through HUMANITY this is what i call it the: : : CREATIVE EQUILIBRIUM PROFESSOR CR.PHILO.AHMED KHALED T+
frnd. there is problem in my comment box. u r a grt. poet, nice
++++++THOUGHTS AND SECONDS++++++ ================================== []Man can make thoughts through seconds but can not make seconds through thoughts[] ================================== ++++++PH.D: SC.PH.AHMED KHALED++++++
My sweet brother, keep on inspiring the world with your gentle heart and love for humanity. We all love you here, and we remember you.