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Easy

Hussein Kasha Aleppo, Syria   When I was little, life was easy. To get up in the morning and have ...

Sound of the Piano

Ahmad Al Rifai Daraa, Syria   The smoke flees from my lung like my soul. The clock no longer ticks, ...

I Remember

Anonymous author Syria   I was ten years old. I remember the burning tears of my father. The sadness and ...

Parting

Jin Hamo Afrin, Syria   I feel the fresh air And breathe it in. I look at the mountains And ...

Poet out of Homesickness

Naseh Qutaish Idlib, Syria   I have never in my life written poems, but in my foreignness my feeling is ...

To My Beloved

Ahmad Al Mohamad Aleppo, Syria   In the city of dreams Where people never sleep One night that no days ...

Looking Back

Hassan Zir Idlib, Syria   I stood at a stair, two or three steps. A small stair, next to a ...

We Kill Our Dreams

Hani Shebel Idlib, Syria   At that time he sat in the dark, lonely cell of a prison. The warder ...

Foreign Soil

Diana Hamido Aleppo, Syria   Yearning follows me like a shadow a chain of memory that pulls me into the ...

Disappointed Hope

Safe Hajjar Aleppo, Syria   Why are we disappointed, when we entrust our secrets to those we love most? We ...

You

Safe Hajjar Aleppo, Syria   You came to support me. I was relieved, I felt your kindness when you helped ...

Story of a Dream

Adham Al-Jwabra Syria   Dreams don’t enter your mind of their own accord Every dream has a story The dream ...

Nature

Mahmoud Jamou Aleppo, Syria   Look at nature. Then you understand everything. Only writers understand it! Now we are making ...

Place of Refuge

Janat Alo Afrin, Syria   Oh sea: am I part of you? At a loss, I come to you, my ...

Promise

Ghaith Al Kazzaz Damascus, Syria   In my name and the name of everybody, we thank the German state and ...

Black-and-White

Barakat Alahmad Hasaka, Syria   Some of us are like the sea, and others like a white sheet of paper. ...

Bridge

Aya Alahmad Damascus, Syria   Time passes. Damascus remains like a bridge for me between my soul and my body. ...

The Reason for Her Silence

Batol Almawed Damascus, Syria   A girl flew with the wind like a flying leaf. Those who saw her thought ...

Yearning

Youmna Hamdan Damascus, Syria   When I arrived in Germany, I had many positive emotions. First of all I was ...

Tears of Darkness

Simon Darwish Damaskus, Syrien   I hear music. And when I hear music, I remember you. Mother! And I look ...

Autumn at Home

Simon Darwish Damascus, Syria   Autumn in my homeland is the loveliest time of the whole year When autumn comes, ...

My Home is My Paradise

Simon Darwish Damascus, Syria   My home is my paradise. My home is the home of beauty. My home, where ...

Identity

Zanav Subiman Damascus, Syria   Some people place them in the pigeonhole of Religion, ethnic group or nation. For two ...

Tuesday

Bahaa Ghazalah Al Haar Hama, Syria   Yes, right, it was Monday yesterday. And what day is it today? Today ...

The Question of Origins

Amar Alhaw Damascus, Syria   Once I was at the river Main with friends. We were in a good mood, ...

Please Don’t Come Closer

Alaa Al Najjar Damascus, Syria   A white piece of paper And a pen in my hand And time moves ...

What Am I?

Abdo Ali Aleppo, Syria   What am I really? A Kurd? Arab? Turk, Afghan, Pakistani? What am I then? I ...

Dear Night

Sameh Dib Galil, Syria   Nature is changing now. Autumn followed by winter. The quietness kills itself. Everything is transitory. ...

Carrier Pigeon

Mohamad Narbi Damascus, Syria   Now my poems fly to you, like a carrier pigeon, that brings the love, yearning ...

Damascus

Rojin Namer  Kamishli, Syria   How shall I describe Damascus? How shall I describe paradise to those who do not ...

First Home

Ahmed Tamo Amude, Syria   In Amude I was born I played football there Every day But my first home ...

Sheathe the Arabian Swords

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria   Oh October, I will tell of Laila, of how she kissed freedom. Seven heavens attend ...

Portrait in Berlin Nights

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria   The eyes of Berlin know my homeland. But does the city understand my heart? Does ...

Don’t Mention Me

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria Don’t write That I am a refugee I came to you with a life jacket Without ...

The Green City

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria   A round before eternity The green city With the branches of olive trees Showed me ...

Still Here

Alaa Aldin Khalifeh Damascus, Syria   We await tomorrow. What is tomorrow? And who will we be tomorrow? I left ...

I Am

Alaa Aldin Khalifeh Damascus, Syria   I am the traveller in the passages of Today And in the hideaways of ...

Time

Uday Raja Yarmouk, Syria   I am a Palestinian from Syria I was forced to leave my beloved homeland I ...

A Look Back

Raghdad Alrouz Damascus, Syria   A look back, back in time What was my life like? What was my childhood ...

Those Who Enter Are Lost

Anonymous Hama, Syria   I decided of my own free will to go to Germany. There were several reasons that ...

Tragic Heroes

Anonymous Hama, Syria   I have grown old, my hair has turned white, a consequence of the tragic events of ...

Decision

Anonymous Hama, Syria   When I start to write, it feels as if I am relating the personal experience of ...

Broken

Munir Hammoud Damascus, Syria   Why am I here? What am I doing here? Can I find safety here? I ...

Death Route to Europe

Safaa Kleb Daraa, Syria   We lived in peace, then war came to us. It destroyed all that was good ...

Free from the Past

Reem Burhan Az-Zabadani, Syria   The way to Wuppertal. It was unbelievable. Fifty of us at sea. The engine breaks ...

I Stare Back

Omran Fadel Homs, Syria   Arriving at the airport in Berlin. I am alone among 1,000 people. I have arrived. ...

Violence Like Stars in the Sky

Omran Fadel Homs, Syria   In my homeland there is as much violence as there are stars in the sky. ...

Not the Last Day

Hussein Kuafathi Syria   Eleven days from Egypt to Italy. Five stages, across land and water. I was so tired. ...

A Wonderful Evening

Hussein Kuafathi Syria   A lovely sunny day in Egypt. I was playing football with my friends. Suddenly, an angry ...

Misunderstanding

Bashar Abdalli Damascus, Syria   I am often with Germans. But I think we don’t understand each other well. Perhaps ...

Turn back the clock

Bashar Abdalli Damascus, Syria   Everything was planned Two months in advance, I knew I was going to Germany Friends ...

Flight

Rojin Namer Kamishli, Syria   I travelled for a long time. For days I walked. For days I sat on ...

War

Rama Janina Damascus, Syria   the war has begun it was fine before but no one escapes destiny fight or ...

Returning

Anonymous Damascus, Syria   at the airport a young man waited for his flight, saw the people around him and ...

Guilty feelings

Rojin Namer  Kamishli, Syria   Daddy, Mummy, do you really think I would not help if I could? Do you ...

Today I feel free

Robin Osman Kamishli, Syria   Today I feel free I may speak my native language: Kurdish I am free, there ...