Lost Dresses

My name is red because I am the son of war, and all you see is my paralyzed remnants. I do not remember anything about the white clothes because the brides of our city were killed before their weddings, and the face of our land smashed anonymously. Now, we are without love and know nothing about moon tales. Now we are always looking for short and lost dresses in this very wide world. We cannot see our hands because they are disappearing in the mouth of war, and we cannot hear our voices because they have sunk in the oceans of war.

Arcs Prose Poetry Anthology 2016

Arcs Prose Poetry Anthology 2016

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The Fake Land

 There are no eyes, no lips and no flowers in the fake land. I mean there are no real souls, no real lips and no real flowers in the fake land. Everything is fake in the fake land even me; the fake tale from the fake land. This poem; these words; these letters are fake because they are the shadows of a fake man from the fake land. No poetry in the fake land because the thief had stolen it in a sunny day. Oh, sorry, I forget, no thief here in the fake land, no sun and no days. Nothing here in the fake land just fake images; I mean very fake images. Yes, it is me; the son of the fake land; our dresses are fake, our faces are fake, our love is fake and our souls  are fake. Everything is fake here; in the fake land.

ANWER GHANI: The Law of Beauty

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ANWER GHANI: ROCK PEBBLES PRIZE FOR LITERATURE 2019

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THE FLOOD OF ETERNITY

The grand flood was a teacher who learnt his student the secrets of eternity. Utnapishtim knew all the secrets when  the mightiness of water transfigured in front of his eyes. There are no fairies or witches on the flood but Utnapishtim realized the listen and knew the essence of life.  In front of the wide eyes of the flood, Utnapishtim built his big ship to save our life and all these smiles. Gilgamesh crossed the great sea to meet Utnapishtim, the man of the flood who told him about the plant of immortality which resides peacefully behind the wide sea.  Gilgamesh traversed the wide sea and found the eternity plant but when he entered the cold pond to swim, a snake of destiny stole the timelessness from our hands. Yes, Utnapishtim grasped the eternity because he had built a big ship while Gilgamesh lost his immortality plant because he just made a small boat. The flood has a heart, so it learned Utnapishtim the wisdom and the secrets of life while Gilgamesh’s plant has a sleepy eyes, so it chose the snake instead of us.

COLD PASSION

It has stolen any possible warmth from the bag of my days, so I was delightedly standing under that tree as a damp bird. This lovely coldness intentionally cuts my skin with her hidden knife, and destroying my face like a frozen lake’s water. She had fiercely slapped my face, so you are seeing the redness on my cheek every morning.

I am a man of the twenty-first century and my legs had dipped in the soul of the earth as an old cow. I don’t like the darkness, or its cold voice, but my hand was frosted as a woman’s coat and my friends’ hearts were hung on the absent trees of our coldness.

Our sun has a thick veil and many daughters with hard hearts; they are lightless and cold. Everything under our cold sun is icy and soundless even our evenings which they were travelling between the ambergris as a blind grasshopper. They are as an eternal hero eating all the beauty and building on our back all the glory. Please don’t ask me about their skirts or hair, because in addition to my blindness they have cloudy faces and we know that they had arrived from their cold winds.

 

EVERY YEAR I LOVE YOU MORE

EVERY YEAR I LOVE YOU MORE

A mosaicked poem

To my dear wife with happy new year

1\1\2019

Anwer Ghani

31^st December 2018, 8:00 AM

I ask every rose in our garden and every tree near our home to tell you frankly that every year I love you more. Today, in the morning I talked with the sun seriously and we decided to tell you just one fact that every year I love you more. It is December and this year has passed with big memory but what I want to remember is that every moment I love you more. Yes, it is so enough for me from this year and its memory to remember that I love you more and more.

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31^st December 2018, midnight 12:59 PM

Now, in this silent night, near our small heater, and precisely in this wintry warm moment, I listen carefully to my coffee and I remember every word from it and how it tells me to give you a big hug and tell you strongly that every year I love you more and more. When I sit beside you, I love you more and when I travel through the far lands I fell deeply that I love you more. When I talk with you, I love you more and when I remember your words, I love you more and more. In fact every day I love you more and more.

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 1^st January 2019, 8:00 AM

At this unusual morning and at the beginning of this new year, I feel deeply that I love you more. At this wintry morning and precisely in this early hour of 1^stJanuary I am really immersed in my passion and vanished totally in my yearning. You see these minutes, these hours and these days; all of them say with big truth that every year I love you more. Yes, sure, I am so happy that every year I love you more.

ANWER GHANI: أشرف الإيمان أن تأمنك الناس و أشرف الإسلام أن تسلم...

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ANWER GHANI: وَمَن يَتَّقِ اللَّهَ يَجْعَل لَّهُ مِنْ أَمْرِهِ ...

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