NASSER ALSHAIKHAHMED is a SAUDI ARABIAN bilingual poet and writer, he writes
poetry and short story in Arabic and English
He went to school at Sonoma State University in California, USA. Although his field of study is
far from literature but his soul is immersed in poetry and writing.


He is a member of:
1-All Poetry.com
2-Soul Asylum Poetry Radio. New York-USA
Poetry Anthologies.
1- Voracious Polyglots-USA
2- The Quilled ink SOUTH AFRICA
3- Wheel song Poetry- UK
Online Magazines
1-Polis Magazino- Greece
2-ILA Magazine- USA
3- Grupo de trabajo de escritores ARGANTINA
3- www.youtube.com/c/Uddan Television
He has translated from English to Arabic several poetries work for poets from USA, Japan and
Australia and published his translation in local journals
He has published a poetry book in Arabic( العرافةara’fa) in 2013 by ( Arabian house for science)
He has published an English poetry book (Whispered Vows) August, 2023 by (WORLOWIDE PUBLISHER, JEANETTE
TIBURCID MARQUEZ)
He has published an English poetry book as a co author with an American poetess (KRISTY RAINES FROM CALIFORNIA , USA) on 28th September, 2025
He has won the second prize ;Zheng Nian Cup China Literally Award! 2023.
He was awarded on 14-10-2023 by the L.A. Seneca International Academic Literary Award , the , Italian Academy of Philosophical Arts and Sciences, Bari- Italy.
Participated in the international childern lietrature fourm in Dhaka , Bangldesh in December , 2023
Participated in Oman international poetry and clutural festival , April, 2024
Participated in Indain international litrary meet fourm in Novmber, 2024. Kolkata, West Bengal, India.

 
Stars Whispering into Your Dreams

When the silence of night falls,
and sweet memories clench into the walls.

I send my wishes as a ream,
that I may drift into your dream.

The moon, a lantern in the skies,
revealed my longing in sighs.

And every star, with a tender gleam,
turns into colours in your candle beam.

It whispers, not in words or sound,
but pulses of love all around.

A neighing, a passion, a subtle light
that finds you in the depths of the night

Does your heart stir when the skies
become still?
Do you feel me there against your will?

In dreamscapes where the soul redeems,
In space where light streams.

So, sleep, my love, and close your eyes,
beyond the curtain of earthly ties.

I’ll find you in the terrestrial teems,
and tell the stars to whisper into your dreams.

 Peace for the Middle East

In the land where the prophesies meet history
Hopes of peace for all, strong and free
From ancient letters to modern calligraphy
Oneness and love are continuing philosophy.   

People of different beliefs unite
In the Middle East, a beacon of light
Voices raised in prayers of harmony
Echoing like gentle doves in balcony.

In the olive groves under the sun’s warm embrace
Dreams of a future where all find their place
Through dialogue and understanding deep
May peace in the Middle East forever keep.

Amidst the ruins of demolished homes
Hope’s springs and serenity shall roams
Colors of cultures blend and swirl
In a mosaic of unity, each a pearl.

Through the whispers of the winds that blow
Seeds of reconciliation and accord sow
In the minds of children, a future bright
Where differences are embraced, not a fight.

Hand in hand, under the Eastern sky
Striving for love, no reasons why
In the tapestry of nations, a thread
Binding hearts together, breaking dread.

Let the olive branches sway in the breeze
Symbol of unity, strong like the trees
In the Middle East, where peace is a dream
Through rational negotiation tranquility can beam.

 
Liquified moon

Towards the subtle haze,
my aspiration tumbles
I am a lovebird
that lodges in your eyes.

Wheat spikes congratulate
doves hovering atop canopies
celebrate the bridesmaid of fragrance,
like a full moon in perfection.

In a night written by destiny
before dawn breaks out
a time of twined magic
where love is promising,
the most beautiful days of life.

A revelation on liquified moon
extends to cuddle the grape groves
casts, refrains and resigns from fatigue
the pleasure of romance in crystal blue
runs in my veins like narcotic bliss.

In the confusion of nostalgia
she is filled with dreams
weaved from the scent of lavender
seeking the warmth in fondness
when the clouds rain.