Monday, January 28, 2019

Water versus Wine by Ahmad Al-Khatat

When
I drink
water
my
words
become
clear pictures and happy fantasies

When
I drink
wine
my
words
become
dark poems and sad realities








 Ahmad Al-Khatat was born in Baghdad on May 8th. From Iraq, he came to Canada at the age of 10, the same age when he wrote his very first poem back in the year 2000. He also has been published in several press publications and anthologies all over the world and currently studies Political Sciences, at the Concordia University in Montreal. He has recently published his first chapbook “The Bleeding Heart Poet” with Alien Buddha Press. It is available for sale on Amazon. Most of his new and old poems are also available on his official page Bleeding Heart Poet on Facebook.


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