KAREEM ABDULLAH

 

 

Flame Of The Encounter

 

Every time my heart burns with the fire of your desire, the shadows of the night become brighter and the doors of heaven open to your overwhelming light, as if the flame that burns me were the same path that leads me to you. I burn in silence without pain, as if it were a sacred secret that melts me to bring me back to life. Every drop of tear is a grain of light planted in my soul. Every pain is a prayer and every desire is a praise. You are the fire that does not burn and you are the water that quenches my soul. In you I find the annihilation of the self and with you I begin the journey of endless existence, a journey that I do not want to end, because you are the beginning of every secret and the pinnacle of every dream. Every fire that burns in my heart lights in my eyes the flash of the encounter, every ash that falls between my breaths brings with it the promise of a new birth of pure love.  Let me continue to burn with your love, weaving poems of encounter with my flames and repeating in the silence of the night: The more I burn, the more the lights of my path increase, and the more your fires melt me, the more I radiate an inextinguishable love, a light that never sets.

 

The Doubts You Sow In My Heart

 

How do you inject doubts into your heart, so that forests of sadness grow and suffocate your bright streets? The seeds of doubt travel in the winds of suspicion, stealing the mind, weakening it and throwing it into an endless spiral. We are addicted to a legendary love, our pillows are full of pink dreams. We love our existence despite the pain. We welcome doubt as if it were an artery that pulsates in our veins, teaching us to live on the edge of certainty. How many times have I drowned in the labyrinths of suspicion? How many times has the heart closed its doors and looked into a darkness where the faces are no longer familiar?  Doubt is like a disembodied spirit, dancing between dreams and nightmares, drawing lines of confusion in the moonlight. How can we love when we sow wind and plant isolation in the fields of hope? Does love have a path that leaves no doubt? Or is doubt the stone with which we polish the metal of joy? Even in the presence of absence, we sip from the cup of waiting, we build bridges across time with tears of longing, we dream of tomorrow having a new beginning, even if doubt remains deeper than the roots.

KAREEM ABDULLAH

KAREEM ABDULLAH is an Iraqi poet, writer and playwright. Born in Baghdad in 1962, Kareen Abdullah is the author of "Baghdad in Its New Dress" (Book House 2015). His name has appeared in many important Arabic literary magazines and he won the Tajdeed Prose Poetry Prize in 2016. Kareem has published eight collections of poetry in Arabic and his poems have been translated into numerous languages. Creator of the highly successful cultural project that promotes poets and artists with the critical literary and stylistic analysis that he carries out in collaboration with the international cultural promoter Elisa Mascia - Italy, with subsequent publications in Alessandria today Magazine and on the blog nonsoloarteepoesia Magiche Emozioni dell'Anima. He is an official international member of Ciesart and has been published in Humanity Magazine Global