Upon seeing a drop of water on my windshield

by Khalid MukhtarMarch 2, 2009December 31, 2015

I see you form a lens on my windshield As I stop at a red light, Lone clear drop of water. A few of your…

How Dear You Are To His Beloved

by Khalid MukhtarDecember 8, 2008December 31, 2015

On the streets of Chennai, half covered by a discarded shawl Trying hard to sleep on the cold pavement, Trying hard to forget it all,…

The Snake

by Khalid MukhtarSeptember 22, 2008December 31, 2015

On a warm afternoon, in the shade of a palm,Speckled with the sun’s golden light,The companions stood behind their Imam,The Prophet of God, dressed in…

On a Ramadan Morning Getting Ready For Work

by Khalid MukhtarSeptember 14, 2008May 19, 2018

The last drop of water slithers down my throatAnd leaves me desiring no more.Dawn is here.I have a busy day at work,So I shower down,…

Ghazwah

by Khalid MukhtarMay 13, 2008July 18, 2016

The sand shifted silently Like an amused spectator, curious. Both sides had fallen into quiet observation. My companion and I witnessed From our vantage point…

At the airport

by Khalid MukhtarApril 27, 2008December 31, 2015

I recline in a welcoming leather seat At Phoenix’s Sky Harbor, Terminal 1, Gate 3. My flight is delayed, again. But I shall stand the…

The Host

by Khalid MukhtarJanuary 26, 2008December 31, 2015

Adi, the son of Haatim Al-Tayy, was a leader among his people, a Christian from the proud tribe of Al-Tayy. His sister was among the…

My Foes

by Khalid MukhtarNovember 10, 2007December 31, 2015

I have two foes I much despise, One to crush, the other to curse. They fill my eyes with poison dyes, Cloud my ears with…

My first message

by Khalid MukhtarNovember 1, 2007December 31, 2015

Welcome to my blog. Over the next few days, I plan to post poems I have written in the past. Once I’ve done that, I…