By Ahmad Al-Khatat

The last rainbow that appeared,

recognized me from my eyes

he told me that I survived the war

and that he saved my life

he said that back in my homeland

he can’t be seen when he appears,

instead he helps the angels to paint by

Marking the children with my colours

he painted red on the ones that died

he painted orange on the hungry ones

he painted yellow on the ill ones

he painted green on the orphaned ones

he painted blue on the heavily wounded ones

he painted indigo on the ones with last breath

and lastly, he painted me with violet

to live between all of my old friends


Who died, and I did not

Ahmad Al-Khatat, was born in Baghdad, Iraq on May 8th. He has been published in several press publications and anthologies all over the world and has poems translated in several languages. He has published two poetry books “The Bleeding Heart Poet” and “Love On The War’s Frontline” which are available on Amazon. Most of his new and old poems are also available on his official page Bleeding Heart Poet on Facebook.

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