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Have Pity on My Guitar
Have Pity on My Guitar
Have Pity on My Guitar
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Mahmoud Said Kawash, born in Mirun - Safad, in the Upper Galilee of occupied Palestine, resides in the kingom of Denmark. A poet for humanity, writer and researcher, holding two degrees in English literature and management with experience in the fields of higher education, translation and written and audio media.

Served as a director of an Arabic speaking radio, and authored six books, three English poetry, two mixed verse and prose in Arabic and one about the international politics in Arabic too.                                                       

In "HAVE PITY ON MY GUITAR",  Mahmoud S Kawash invites you to explore the rich tapestry of emotions and experiences that define our shared humanity. As you journey through these verses, may you find reflections of your own heart, echoes of your dreams, and a deeper understanding of the indomitable spirit that connects us all.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 25, 2024
ISBN9798224876082
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    Have Pity on My Guitar - MAHMOUD S KAWASH

    PREFACE

    PATRIOTISM AND ROMANICISM ARE IN THEIR VEINS

    REVIEW OF THE CREATIVITY OF MAHMOUD SAID KAWASH’S PROFOUND POETRY.

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    here are no boundaries for literature poetry and verse in the world and every country has people, who devoted a great part of their lives to literature. In some aspects of life these people are like minded. Both Patriotism and Romanticism occupy a great part of their lives and love to their native land appears from their veins. One of these people is Mahmoud Said Kawash.

    Mahmoud Said Kawash is a Palestinian - Danish poet for humanity, writer and researcher, who was born in Mirun - Safad, in the upper

    Galilee of now occupied Palestine.

    His life and creative line is very rich and colourful.

    Mahmoud Said Kawash is highly educated and has succeeded in the area of literature poetry and verse, culture, education and press.

    Mahmoud Said Kawash covers different themes in his books. Reading his poems takes the reader through different stages of social and poetry life. However, the golden line of his creativity is his love for his nationality, people and motherland. His creative diversity makes him a golden pen holder.

    As an international poet, he participated in many of the famous international anthologies such as Inner Child Press International - W.A.R. We Are Revolution - Poets for Humanity - 2020Inner Child Press International & The Year of the Poet - Poetry, the best of 2020 - Poets of the world, ATUNIS GALAXY ANTHOLOGIES 2021, 2022, 2025 WORLD POETRY, The whispers of Soflay vol. 4 - Yearly Anthology of Poetry 2022, Jara Foundation Nepal - Creative Bridge 2022 International Poetry Anthology, WORLD CONTEMPORARY POETS, VOL.2. He is also a Moderator or a Top Contributor in many International Literary Daily and weekly Magazines.

    His success took Mahmoud Said Kawash to every country and every poetry lover’s home. One of those poetry lovers is me, Ismayilova Mesma Aliyulla gizi.

    His distinguished activity interested me, so I translated one of his poems - The call of the great return - to Azerbaijani, and I hope that I can translate many more of his beautiful poems.

    Respect and success from Azerbaijan

    Ismayilova Mesma Aliyulla gizi

    Azerbaijan

    Doctor in philosophy and philology and a senior teacher - translator

    Azerbaijan State Pedagogical University

    HAVE PITY ON MY GUITAR

    My heart drifted away

    How can I forget

    That night when love called me

    Her shadow pierced within

    Tangling with my blood

    Standing at her door... Come, I whispered

    Her bust longing for an embrace

    She threw herself swiftly, unhesitant

    In the arms of her fervent lover

    I scented her ecstatic wet lips

    That blasted pure nectar

    Feeling her concealed eagerness

    I stealthily touched her breast

    Whose temperament so suave, so intense

    My lips almost touching hers

    Burning an ardent flame

    I gathered my strengths to hold her tight

    And felt her hasty bliss

    Revealing her divine thick lips

    Soon emerged redness on her cheeks

    Reminding me of the moment

    When the sun blends with the horizon

    Oh virgin! In the depths of your fine

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