My endings are steeped in the flights of retreating nights. I will fail to blend the day with my wishes. The cloud of sorrow is my ink, and my papers are my suffering. My letters in the wars of oppression are my weapons, and my dreams, like voices, travel. The throne of sighs moves from within me to my lips, where it conforms. The last star is a language that closes the door in my face and withdraws.

Amer Ali Abdullah Al-Amer – Kuwaiti poet – Born March 8, 1978 – Holds a bachelor's degree in petroleum engineering from Kuwait University – Many of his poems have been published in Kuwaiti newspapers and magazines – Participated in some evenings in Kuwait – Publishing house: Dar Al-Farabi for Publishing and Distribution – Number of Pages: 80 – Year of publication: 2007