medhat ghussen


Death kiss in syria


In early morning with strings
I felldown by asniper bullet
and I asked hin to reveal her mask
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

My baby of aleppo city in syria and I m from lattakia
we collected agreat love
the war delayed and the connection was lost between us becuse the terrorists destroyed the communication devices I joind the army of syrian arab defend the homeland to fight terrorist and killers
they come to occupy syria and destroyed it
my job was in aleppo in same neighborhood where she live
and during guard duty I had shoted by agun
my baby was thes sniper
the terrorists make she fight withe them after they killed her brother

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  • Yasmeen Khan (4/7/2013 9:30:00 AM)

    Death is a stark reality but it is more painful when imposed on us. You have tried to shed your pain and misery in poetry. Death's kiss is so heart-rending. (Report) Reply

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