‘Oh, Stranger’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly & Mai Mostafa

I shed my skin like

a slithering serpent,

but unlike one, my

poison deludes me.

O’ fair stranger,

how I tear that

human suite apart,

what pleasure!

I burn, burn, burn

like an avid sinner

in the heart of hell,

my skin turns to ash.

My love, I loathe you

for being so blind from

all the lies they sell you,

Can’t you see, blind man?

I eat my dead flesh

with mighty relish,

nibbling every last

bit of my acrid self.

Why won’t you look at me?

Why won’t you peer into my

bloodshot eyes, oh stranger?

Does your creation frighten you?

I stare, and stare, and stare,

at the grisly monster roaring

under my fragile consciousness;

it’s like looking into a mirror.

O’ stranger, I’ve died many

times before, but I do it again

every now and then; I resurrect,

and destroy my fickle self.

I am mankind’s broken reality…


About Ahmed Gretly

Ahmed Nader Gretly. Construction/Site Engineer, fiction writer, poet, psychopath, researcher, a book addict, and a daydreamer from Cairo, Egypt. Currently doing Construction Project Management, MSc, at Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh.
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2 Responses to ‘Oh, Stranger’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly & Mai Mostafa

  1. pachowww says:

    You both make one hell of a profound, eloquent, intricate team.

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