Poetry from Ahmed Miqdad

Middle aged bald Middle Eastern man in a white, black, and green collared shirt.

The Gate of The Cemetery

The whole world chases me fiercely

As I’m the only prey.

I passed through slaughters, massacres and massive burdens of life. 

I successfully escaped the darkness and brutality of this notorious world.

I walked the long path over the shredded parts, the killed children, the weeping widows and the hungry boys.

I ran away this motionless and silent world miraculously,

Till I reached the gate of the cemetry where life thrives as flowers

And the glamorous light appears from the innocent souls as the burning butterflies.

I walked among tombs and shrines 

Where tranquility and serenity flow.

There, I hear  the alives whisper

It was a wonder to flee the dead world and live peacefully in the heart of the earth.

I suddenly yelled at them loudly

“I honestly envy you”.

One thought on “Poetry from Ahmed Miqdad

  1. Gaza will be free! My heart sincerely goes out to you. I am happy that you survived it all. Accept my condolences for your deceased relatives.

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