Mahmoud Darwish

(13 March 1941 – 9 August 2008 / Palestinian)

Mahmoud Darwish Poems

1. I Remember Elsayyab… 4/15/2014
2. Cadence Chooses Me 4/15/2014
3. Psalm Four 4/15/2014
4. Mohammed Al Durra 4/15/2014
5. Intensive Care Unit 4/16/2014
6. I Will Slog Over This Road 4/15/2014
7. Brand Of Slaves 9/7/2013
8. In Egypt, One Hour Isn'T Like Any Other 4/15/2014
9. The Horse Fell Off The Poem 9/3/2013
10. I Have A Seat In The Abandoned Theater 9/3/2013
11. Other Berbers Will Come 4/16/2014
12. Psalm Two 4/15/2014
13. I Have The Wisdom Of One Condemned… 9/4/2013
14. No Flag Flutters In The Wind 4/14/2014
15. A Noun Sentence 4/14/2014
16. Now, As You Awaken… 4/15/2014
17. Psalm One 4/15/2014
18. The Cypress Broke 9/3/2013
19. Your Night Is Of Lilac 9/3/2013
20. The Promise Of Liberty 4/16/2014
21. On A Canaaite Rock At The Dead Sea 4/16/2014
22. Neighing At The Slope 4/15/2014
23. Bread 4/16/2014
24. Another Day Will Come 4/15/2014
25. Earth Presses Against Us 4/15/2014
26. Remainder Of A Life 4/16/2014
27. A Song And The Sultan 4/15/2014
28. Promises Of The Storm 4/15/2014
29. A Man And A Fawn Play Together In A Garden… 4/15/2014
30. The Owl's Night 4/15/2014
31. I See What I Want 4/16/2014
32. The Pigeons Fly 4/15/2014
33. Defiance 4/15/2014
34. Pride And Fury 4/16/2014
35. We Have The Right To Love Autumn 4/16/2014
36. It Is Night And She Is Lonely… 4/15/2014
37. On Man 9/5/2013
38. If I Were Someone Else On The Road... 4/15/2014
39. The Violins 9/5/2013
40. In Jerusalem 9/3/2013
Best Poem of Mahmoud Darwish

I Come From There

I come from there and I have memories
Born as mortals are, I have a mother
And a house with many windows,
I have brothers, friends,
And a prison cell with a cold window.
Mine is the wave, snatched by sea-gulls,
I have my own view,
And an extra blade of grass.
Mine is the moon at the far edge of the words,
And the bounty of birds,
And the immortal olive tree.
I walked this land before the swords
Turned its living body into a laden table.
I come from there. I render the sky unto her mother
When the sky weeps for her mother.
And I weep ...

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Identity Card

Write down !
I am an Arab
And my identity card number is fifty thousand
I have eight children
And the ninth will come after a summer
Will you be angry?
.
Write down!
I am an Arab

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