My poems

Dirt on earth
By: Enhaa Yousuf

Nowhere to go
And love is a dead body!
That is not how it should be …

Like fall
Pale and lonely
My people are falling
For what?!
For only being love
And,
Love is a dead body!!

What a game?!
The world is powerless
Death is the hero
And my people are the only losers!
How to feel the colorful morning
When peace is bleeding …

With bloodshed
The green areas are labeled
And the rainbow is slaughtered
Only black is what remained
How to enjoy the shining stars
When fear is increasing

And
That how it is
When love is a dead body!!
How to rejoice the spring
When hope is weeping

Oh my people
Where are you?
Nothing is left
Only dirt on earth …