Poems From the Precipice

    Victims of Success   Nothing as precious in the star-spangled universe Is to be found, than the multitudes That can crystallise speech from air With such guile that it leaves them unaware.   The trees and waves know no gods But the snow bears the footprints Of us that so consciously tread Our…

Carnival of the Dead

Carnival of the Dead Today is the dawn of an old winter. Death, so friendly and chatty, descends Like a pregnant ash cloud to kiss the roofs of our mouths. A carnival of life mocks the dead, Their dancing further burying the black corpses Until their remains lie so far buried That we are allowed…

In Defense of Ashraf Fayadh

The dream was marvellous but the nightmare is real. The founders of the Wolf’s Caliphate, Entranced by the power which they had attained, Descend like hounds of sweet violence Upon the poet who wields the gilded sword of verse. Poets etch their names on the walls of Mankind Where the most winged and hallowed of…