Poems from Firas Alwaily
Behind the galaxy
Homeland of souls
My grandfather, my father, and I
The language of secrets
The alphabet of light
A song of lightning
The throat of the sun has no tongue
Death is the beginning of the homeland
The end of exile
Avatar
In the depths of the earth, where no sky reflects in the eyes, and no night extinguishes the light, there, in Agartha, the city...
Baghdad… The Dream That Never Grows Old
Baghdad is not read, it is lived—like the cry of a muezzin intertwined with the chants of...
Love in the Winter of the Cosmos
The winter of the cosmos stretched like a shroud of emptiness draped over the shoulders of time, where...
Lilith
On the night when shadows emerged from the womb of absence, before the stars birthed their names, when silence was still a writhing...
Winter's light pours forth, melting the silence of minarets, erasing echoes, igniting the spark of nothingness. It weaves hope through...