The Song of Silence by Hassan Al-Mahdi



The Song of Silence 
 Hassan Al-Mahdi

Like this way the days are passing. It's look like the ice sheet splits from the sun's fingers so that the children crib lookalike a cube of ice cream over the pavement of a modern tomb.
I was there and thousands of blue eyes springing in a swamp towards the face of the underground world. Bubbles exploded with drums and arrows even as they appear and formed as a half of 
night on a war pillow.
I saw them there, the trembling ants. The trees of the night lurking in a military march, drawing the colors of the melody of a cold rainbow.
I was so tired, so I was looking for a laugh in the lung of death. I was there in the rush hours, researching there the song of the silent in the mouth of the modern days.








Hassan Almahdi is an award-winning Iraqi poet and he is a founder member of the Tajdeed Literary Institute and a member of the International Prose Poetry Society. His name appeared in Tajdeed literary magazine and Arcs magazine for prose poetry. Hassan has a lot of poetry collections printed in Palstine and abroad and he won Tajdeed award for prose poetry.