Mohammad Ahmad

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Originally Posted by Mohammad Ahmad

poem - 2
As a scorpion

As a scorpion, you sting me
To backbite once and flee
I bear you as a sore inside my eye
But you defame me as you want in lie.
Shalt you turn the foe's hand?
To be peevish as you dared
And pretend to have forgotten my passion.
Indeed then, you behave as a scorpion
To dance over my sorrow as a strange
Whereto had the temper of revenge?
You blow the faith as if you are dead.

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Originally Posted by Mohammad Ahmad

From springy Aurora face, she got bliss
Puddled in her way delivering her kiss
From her urbane speech, I learn syntax
Into her stunning bosom, I got relax
Her sorrowful eyes reveal endless myth
Under a darkened hair seems writhe
Her fallen tear tickles her cheek as a hail
Like a vessel sways under its canopy sail
A wide eye as the eye of a wild antelope
Clear-eyed gives me an auspicious hope
To marry her, indeed you

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Iraq after the occupation of 2003

Background

I myself served as a private soldier in the Iraqi army during the Iraqi-Iranian war, from 1982- 1989.
I worked as a medical staff but I shared virtually in many battles that took place from north to south of Iraq, the more important battle is the liberation war of the Faw-district recovering again to the Iraqi authority from Persians in 1988, closely I saw all of the taken place battles there. ...

Originally Posted by Mohammad Ahmad

Nothing remains it was sunk


Mohammad Ahmad poems


Inside the water it was drowned
The village, which I love it, was doomed
Nothing remains
Her face was sealed
Even her dog was drowned
Even her home, her she-goat was drowned
Nothing remains even her toy
Still I know where she played
Her hill still I love
The place that overlooks over her orchard,
Still tickles my heart

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