By Ahmad Al-khatat

If I had a time machine

I would not go the dark part

that built me up sad;

or ahead to my unknown

destiny and fearful future

I would take it and go with it

to the cemetery to bring me back

to the last moments of my friends

and see what the solution could be

instead of staring at their photos

I would then walk to my parents with it

and see if they could fix what they

damaged for myself and my siblings,

As I still hate the way they taught me

how to cry, far away from the tomb of my homeland

to this day, I feel I have been adopted

to a woman who she deeply loves me

meanwhile, I always look for a hammer

a few nails, to hook my dreams above

the broken bridge, with a prayer from my falling tears


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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