Ahmad Al-Khatat writes

My Hunger And Thirst…. 

It’s 3:12AM, cloudy and very lightless dawn

Only a few stars are seen to my weak vision

That describe the perfect shape of your body

As if I am seeing you from somewhere far away

All of a sudden, I feel strangely thirsty for a

Kiss of yours to revive me from my sorrows

Yet, I feel I am awake intentionally to suffer

I pray to the God, and your name comes up

Maybe I am a sinner to recall you at this time

I had drinks but it doesn’t mean that I’m dead

A drunk person still feels happy with tears

But I feel miserable with more tears to fall

I have nobody to speak with, nor anybody to

Share my yearnings of you endlessly, it’s

Love and nothing unethical, I do miss

Sailing my boat in the river of your joyfulness

Before I was depressed and now I’m happy

But I’m on the edge to end my life any day

I see what I couldn’t see years ago and now

Tears are rolling below the sad moonlight

And death smiles with the actual devil

Whenever I read my last letter in front of

The mirror, since you are sleeping up

And I’m awake below with no sleep

No more resting, no more relaxing

My head cannot remember your face

But my heart still beats of your scent

I can talk clearly from your sweet kiss 

Dawn, 1990 -- Odd Nerdrum