In a world of pure evil
As you softly whispered goodbye
With a flicker you passed bye
A heart's gentle feast
Now stars in the night softly sigh.

There are too many martyrs in Gaza which continue to increase every day for over a year.
Souls who previously had life continue to be wiped out until they end up becoming statistics.
Refaat , Hind Rajab , Dr Adnan , Mahasen , Medo Halimy , Ismail Al Ghoul , Shaban , Uncle Khaled , Chef Mahmoud , Awni El Dous , Ayman , Heba Zagout , Fathi Ghaben , Hassan Hamad , Dr Thabat and tens of thousands of other martyrs.
If they were all written down in poems it would take years to write poems about them all.
But they should be written down in poems one by one.
At least with poems they can always be remembered.
So if you feel motivated to write poems about them , just write immediately.


January 2025

By Alvian Eleven

Since Gaza became chaotic again situation has only gotten worse.
A week before Eid the worst thing I never expected happened.
A young journalist named Hossam Shabat had died on duty.
Died young like other journalists who died first.
Hassan Hamad , Ismael Al Ghoul , Ayman Al Gedi , Omar Al Derawi...
And more than 200 other journalists in Gaza.
Hossam finally went to join them.

Usually Hossam tirelessly continued to serve in North Gaza.
He knew that every time he served he was risking his life.
But he continued to serve without fear.
No matter what dangers were threatening.
But in the end his duty as a brave journalist had painfully ended.
He had earned his honor as a martyr of Gaza.
Goodbye Hossam Shabat.
I will never forget you.
I will always remember your smiling face.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven

For nearly two years Gaza has been in chaos.
Every day I used to watch relentless coverage by Anas Al Syarif.
The toughest and bravest journalist from Jabalia northern Gaza.
But now he is no longer appears in front of the camera as usual.
His strong voice is gone.
His resolute face is gone.
His charming smile is gone.
Because he had painfully ended his duty.
It was too painful to see his body wrapped in a shroud buried in a grave.
With a headstone made from broken floor tile written with blue marker.
While his helmet and blue jacket were lying shabby.
No longer worn as usual.

A bitter reality that is too hard to accept.
That Anas had become a martyr following hundreds of other Gaza journalists.
Ismail Al Ghoul , Hossam Shabat , Hassan Hamad , Omar Elderawi , Moamen Abu Al Ouf , Ayman Al Gedi...
Too many Gaza journalists fell one by one.
They had fulfilled their duties as fighter journalists.
Fighter journalists who were not afraid of any threats.
Fighter journalists who were accustomed to hardships , difficulties and limitations.
Fighter journalists who were forced to endure fatigue , hunger , thirst and stress.
Fighter journalists who only wanted to convey the truth from the ground.
That big crimes cannot be covered up with big lies.
Big lies spread massively by major media.

Anas was ready to sacrifice himself in his duty.
He breathed his last breath holding great honor as a journalist fighter.
I still feel sad and deeply mourn his loss.
But I also feel admiration for his courage , steadfastness and resilience.
His charismatic figure will always be eternal in my heart.

Farewell Anas Al Syarif.
Your shining soul is now heading towards a shining realm.
Let other Gaza journalists continue your duty.
Take over your role appearing in front of the camera every day.
Until Palestine is liberated.


August 2025

By Alvian Eleven