Best Laith Poems

He discovered
how to connect and merge,
or such discovered him.

His five senses did not become six,
but a number closer to one.

It came upon him,
that he was one with everything,
all that his mind and eyes perceived,
be they an ant or a mountain,
nothing was separate from him.
All was...

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To a Mouse
by Robert Burns
translation/modernization/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Sleek, tiny, timorous, cowering beast,
Why’s such panic in your breast?
Why dash away, so quick, so rash,
In a frenzied flash
When I would be loath to run after you
With a murderous plowstaff!

I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social...

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The  world after thousand dawns
(To an Isis fighter )
A poem by :Ali Riyadh (Iraqi Poet)
Translated by: Laith Seher
O who woke up after thousand dawn ago,
The dawns burned ,the ashes became a night .
Stand up ,close your eyes .
Seek  the newborn baby at ...

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Hands of the piety
Phalanges of work and charity
Driven to spearhead not stoop
Enliven and share not droop

Fingers we dip on stoupe
Churches of the holy in troop
Our faith we lathe with pride
Strongly we hold not stride

Images we fond and draw
Murals we touch like straw
Gentleness in open hands...

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A child with one leg , 
a child with one arm, 
a child with one eye   
and a child with one lever  were gathering  there ,
near their organs
Which became the fifth child underground  .
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The poem by : Qasim Saoodi(An Iraqi...

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The soldiers` immortal job 
is urinating on the fence of the world.



By : Maithem Al-Atabi
Translated by :Laith Seher...

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A Dove
 
We said :What are  all those  feathers ?
When  we walked  for  the funeral of the kid . 
His father raised  his hand ,
 picked up a feather
 and  cried :This is the word "a dove"
He learned...

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The Time is dying
Mine  is not .
There is an umbilical cord
Between my pulse
and your watch
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 This Poem  written by : Salman Dawood Mohammed 
Translated by : Laith Seher...

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The dead      
 
The dead are refugees 
To an immortal caves,
Hidden in the pockets of the earth,
They are escaping from sins 
 Exhausting by the pain .
We are the dead 
But we are walking. 


  A  poem by...

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The Fire and The lantern
  By :Nameq Abed Theeb 
  Translated by :Laith Seher 
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All the seasons are absorbed or exhausted ,
by the cloud  who  is being in love with the mountain .
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The blood of the poet is a carnation of...

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My light doesn’t tell the truth"
except in the darkness"
This is my song ,
 during  the republic of your night .
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This Poem  written by : Salman Dawood Mohammed   (Iraqi Poet ) 
Translated by : Laith Seher...

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To  whom the sea will complain
  his sorrow?
If  the gulls emigrate.



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Written by : Hussein Al-Dayani   (Iraqi Poet )  
Translated by :Laith Seher...

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The Pistol of the Priest

When the world resurrected
from a hanging hole between the thighs.
The body brought  out with  all his animals ,
The priest  brought out , 
carrying a pistol,
 surrounded by the corpses  of the roses, 
and the lamentation of the...

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The coat
At the time before daybreak, 
I didn’t   know, 
Why did  I remember Gogol?
It was  my body  oozed females . 

The poem by :Nabeel   Al-Jabri  (Iraqi Poet)
Translated by : Laith Seher...

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The dead  woman hugs  a dead child,
The dead child hugs a toy ,
Which has two lives.


Written by :  Amenah Mahmood , Iraqi Poet 
Translated by : Laith Seher...

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