Nageh Ahmed Mohamed Abdel Fattah - Biography and poetry
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Nageh Ahmed Mohamed Abdel Fattah
Biography:
Nageh Ahmed Mohamed Abdel Fattah, born in 1972, in El-Masid - El-Aldwa - Minya - Egypt. He is a senior teacher, poet, writer, journalist, international peace ambassador, ambassador of Galactic Poets, ambassador of arts and literature for the Royal Club for Literature and Peace, ambassador of goodwill, founder of the "Poet Nageh Ahmed" club, which was celebrated by a group of independent poets and writers from around the world in 2012. He is the author and editor of "The Book of Poets of the World 2024" and editor-in-chief of six e-books from the Diwan of Kings of Literature for the Royal Club for Literature and Peace.
He is an international judge for Intergalactic Poetry and the Amazon Production Foundation.
He has received numerous awards, master's degrees, and honorary doctorates.
He has contributed to the Guinness Book of World Records 1 and 2 for the book "Poets of the World" and co-authored the book "A Cup of Tea" in Greece.
I have published five books, all of which were accredited by the General Egyptian Book Organization: "The Book of Poets of the World 2024," "In Love with the Messenger," "Tears of Lovers," "The Fragrance of Letters," and "I Melt in Love." I participated in all of these books at the Cairo International Book Fair in January 2025. I have also contributed ten books to internationally accredited Arabic and international literary and printed encyclopedias.
I have worked as an editor and linguistic reviewer for Al-Haikal Al-Adabi magazine, and as a contributor, supervisor, reviewer, designer, and editor of printed and electronic books in Arabic and international newspapers, magazines, and collections.
RABABA CRUELTY
When I grew old
My Rababa grew hard
It no longer comes on my birthday
It was for me on June 30
The beginning of the spring
And birth
And youth
After that, it began to say:
Distance
Plays the last tune
Of torment
Says:
Oh my wall, who is...
Who drew separation on you?
Drew its color
With the colors of hurricanes
And derived from the letters of love
Wars
Blood and wrinkles of helplessness
Where is what we drew?
The face of the map was erased
On the horizon
From the separation of the surrounding moons
Who planned for imagination to be told like truth?
That our land became a sky par excellence
And all the scales of improvisation were overturned
That which went, what became
Neither standing, giving a correct sermon
Neither sitting, feeling for the one who woke up
Confused by the flowing article
It is not equal in a minute
To sense the impossible
Many a day in names expresses what has passed
No artificial intelligence
Has excelled in dividing
Between my voice and yours
Harmony
Not a drawing It mimics us.
No words can compare to us.
Describing our last drawing.
He might say:
Sadness told me to ask.
The weight of the world's worries.
Is the sanctity of separation too heavy?
Between what is forbidden
or what is permissible?
Our injustice is not worth filling the heavens and the earth
If it lasts.
Prepared for publication by Angela Kosta
