BOB Posted April 16, 2010 For Abdihafid. We tell tales of joy in our days gone by in tears how cruel your fate was by dealing you a deadly hand the tears of pain burn our eyes and eat away at our soul your demise stained my pulse with sustained sorrow whose strength could I borrow to see me last until tomorrow? your sudden departure stuck a dagger into our fragile hearts you were a humble being, noble among men of honour another true friend deceased meaning life's joy decreased how I wish I find a relief and never relive the horror I can't weep in the dark and pretend to be sleep life ends in death, pity you took your last breath before I if I could elaborate, I ought to celebrate your long legacy my loyal friend & brother that merited my royal treatment blessed with the most beautiful wife that brought joy to your life a genuine father figure long before you tasted fatherhood your sweet memories flood my mind and become food to my thoughts your broad smile is what I see whenever I look at your baby even in infancy she possesses the grace of her beloved parents ever since you've been gone didn't want to come back, not in black I'm in a dark library,this action is my flashlight,my memory's books my heart pounds in confusion I can never say goodbye I grab tighter trying to hold on but the stress burns my fingers. May Allah s.w Have Mercy On Your Soul Insha Allah. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
chubacka Posted April 16, 2010 ^^ Ameen. Originally posted by *BOB: Tonight The quietest night before the wildest day the sun sets to shine bright but then hides away lost in the gaze of the quiet moon desperately trying to escape this riot, my doom consumed in the hush that has fell all around shaking like a leaf and quivering to the ground my teeth that chatter batter the silence to infinity a metaphor for what matters, my silent misery the cold whispers of the winter blister me distant ghostly chattering of the night come visit me I'm lost in this infamy, this infantry and this destiny I listen to the sounds of the night hesitantly its quietness questions me, deafens me and pesters me helps me, hides me, guides me and blesses me I'm lost in the cold of the quietest night shivers embrace but silence takes hold, I'm alright I'm not fit to fight tonight but my ears will carry on intently right now I'm happy to die... death on the quietest of nights I know my family will hurt but it's my destiny. This is beautifully written. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
raula Posted April 27, 2010 Ina lillahi waina ileyhi rajicuun. May the Almighty Allah s.w. have mercy on his soul. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted June 3, 2010 Carry Me Home. I tend to tweak every time I speak as I reach my peak words leaking from my fingers as they caress the keys quick witted soul accompanied by a blackened heart passion escaping down the vessels deep inside Who am I? The lost traveler with no where to go home is where the heart is, but she stole it awhile back breathing gets hard as the night falls the moon crowding the sky taking over once again minutes pass by like hours attitude is horrid wisdom bouncing against my skull or is that my conscience? is that sorrow looming in my not promised tomorrow? blood pressure boiling, the mood lighting me up nature over powering my spine with sublime force bend down on my knees and beg for forgiveness wishing for just one witness...Please carry me home. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted June 7, 2010 The Son Of The Soil. Once upon a time my conscience was tainted by life's daily nonsense the season of hatred began and voices of reason went dead silent the dark seeds were planted and our love's demise was granted I travel through love's mind and marvel at her pure thoughts fate interrupted by destiny's miscalculated persistance ignorance prevailed the day we allowed tolerance to be violated an outcast to society plagued by the stench of knowledge I'm a son of the soil, a child of blood and sweat a symbol of history like the sphinx and pyramids born pure but misguided by the influences of this world I'm unjust yet still chase hope like butterflies around my navel my words soothe like cocoa and butter just to remove the scars of yesterday an outcast to society plagued by manifestation of knowledge tense...so tense that I yearn to leave my shell seeking shelter to render my heart's surrender I'm a loner and a rebellious to my own thoughts unpredictable and feeding on phrases such as "Survival Of The Fittest" reverberating silent echoes I can finally relate to my mind for I am grounded by her roots lost in translation? so was I for I fear not being wrong as I know it only denotes a learning outcome a chance to uncover the inspired flight of life Love for my surroundings..... the pinnacle of my existence lays in preserving my dying nation. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted July 4, 2010 Me & You I've been to a lot of places across this small world of ours I've been on ancient mountains basking in sun showers I've often smelt ocean breezes from under shinning towers I've also smelt the aroma of dew rising off desert flowers still I have yet to find my love a place that's truly ours we've lived a couple of places, danced on hard wood floors shared the same view together and opened hidden doors joyfully shared presents from each others favourite stores carry the tears and fears of children when the wind roars but never have we shared together a place that's truly ours I gave myself a helping hand, she gave me a new start I make her grounds firm to stand because she is my heart I changed my ways and made bouquets if we were apart pulled herself in my arms not saying my dinner was tart all this and my mind and heart wasn't yet a work of art the art to learn how to express Me through You I confess you see through me but all I can see is YOU keep us together and hold us near for the sake of Me & You. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted July 24, 2010 XxX By: AMG Our song of whispers has played it's last set Do they notice that I stare deeply into the galaxy in your eyes The oceans between crash vigorously upon our shore we share but divide with our hearts beating...day by day Am I alone? does emotion ever cry itself to sleep? my mind dreams of dreaming a beautiful dream while my heart still stays searching for comfort the embedded rocks that glass case my feelings behind pretentious cries that leave many in shadows I curled my fingers around love for a tighter grip a second grasp of chance of eternity belief & Love I hoped for you to come around a way of showing a better person that you are I believed in myself more than I did in you for you to not see me at all in the beginning so please forgive me when I tell you...later that I don't love you anymore and away we went with failure gasps of true love flood my tired lungs strung on hello's cutting my lines to escape sighs of good-byes lace my voice inside but never vanquish still struggling with thoughts of leaving you now I'm stuck here heart racing, you stare stomach turns but I remain stationary color drains pain facing me...see baby my voice trails...weakening at your beauty NO shaking my thoughts for nobody yet I live in hope a new picture paints itself grasping my pair...confidence still impaired skin trembles,resembling nerves of the night when I first said to you...I love you now...I'm lost in your sad looking eyes trying to say good-bye without destroying your soul. so i hope you understand when I tell your dreams we we're just not meant to be and that hurts. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted February 4, 2011 My New World: An outcast to society plagued by the stench of knowledge I'm a son of the soil, a child of blood and sweat a symbol of history like the sphinx and pyramids born pure but misguided by the evil influences of this world I'm unjust yet still chase hope like butterflies around my navel my words soothe like cocoa & butter just to remove the scars of yesterday so tense with rage I yearn to leave my shell as it feels like hell seeking shelter to render my heart's surrender into the pain’s thunder I'm like an animal even rebellious to my own thoughts unpredictable yet readable feeding on phrases such as ‘survival of the fittest’ reverberating silent echoes I can finally relate I understand, grounded by her roots lost in translation? so was I...for I fear not being wrong as I know it denotes a learning outcome a chance to uncover the inspired flight of life love for my surroundings...the pinnacle of my existence the ordinary life is only extraordinary if there are escape holes in the jar I implore your hands to take all that is no longer part of me I need to find a consistent heartbeat that can tame my spirit A heart beat that does not skip to every passing fancy yet conjures up something fancy when passing time I want a wonderer and not wanderer...let me be…is all I ask I know it’s hard to pin something down with no background I know there are such unfortunate souls that cannot stay put there are no more places in me for thorny buds to grow I need to renovate for this land has long become barren I need to cultivate...guide me to a new fertile, uninhabited world. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted February 4, 2011 This. Wish upon that shining bright star turn your aspirations into vulnerability weave those hopes into this starlit night as shadowy figures steal a piece of life your dream is no longer yours weep willow... let us see your pain let us see the mighty wither from your joy we now know your disdain kiss your privacy good-bye, your soul is ours watch your everything along wings of judgment run this trail of star dust, wish to have it back along a balcony drips an hourglass short of a minute your wish but a novelty... tickle our minds, please entertain the heavens the paying spectators enjoy your impotence laugh as you chase a nightmare and yet call it a dream among the sky living the unknown masses chained to the stage by mortal restraints the monkeys dance for some form of treat to grasp opened yourself for sloppy seconds and now your secret's the worlds' humour know that the night laughs at your dreams as the stars giggle in the vibrance of the calm season. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kulmiye Posted February 6, 2011 "does emotion ever cry itself to sleep? my mind dreams of dreaming a beautiful dream while my heart still stays searching for comfort the embedded rocks that glass case my feelings behind pretentious cries that leave many in shadows" bless your soul BOB, and i could humbly say that you're not alone under that smear... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted February 7, 2011 I gather we're stung by ahem ahem huh? Well done bro...She's very lucky lady indeed. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted February 11, 2011 Who Is That Man? He finger taps in the comfort of a crook embodying the image of poetry’s baby girl swallowed by shrinking walls in the town halls a caged butterfly he became waiting for a change patiently jaded to fill the passing moments his soft voice pokes at the dusty notes of an old song mumbles at an unsure verse and plays lightly with a tune that is half faded and half dead remembering the memories woven in his song he strains as the melody goes wrong and falters, lost with the sentiment is the sad beauty in longing for a forgotten lyric colours fall from his wings as they stop beating and rest to gather the long lost diary every shadow tucked in yesterday’s dark owns its own tale by and by as morn unfolds and they grow old untold had the art of poetry been written they would teach and we could learn to prevail and unlike what we’ve come to know only few would fall and go cold in their youth so make due with what’s left while the dawn looms the lessons fade with the dew and rest assured you’ll be on your own again at noon. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted February 11, 2011 Let Me Be: I know this man who lives alone solitary mind and a life all alone expects nothing for he's a lost soul he doesn't dream, he doesn't imagine years have passed, he's only a has been his mentality is justice, he's above the law heart in pieces, he's been loved and crossed voiced in anger, he's wrongfully accused inner actions are fake, he wants to be true looks in the mirror, he doesn't see himself reflects his nightmare, he's a bleeding hell reaching out in fear as his hands disappear trying to escape the worst in himself while bringing the worst in himself out running from what keeps him level minded going out of reach into endless peaks while pushing away the ones that help him down he's gone 6 feet into his fourth dimension his mental state has exceeded the limits a midget on step ladders, he's coming up short unexplainable pain with a hammer in his lungs every mistake is another nail in his coffin he stands trial to himself, he'll never live. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted February 11, 2011 For Somalia I seek refuge from my hurtful sadness caused by this madness where tragedies of our yesteryear still haunt our tomorrow hatred consumed our hearts and today shame is bemused infants are executed mercilessly and fairies abused openly a whole generation is reduced to a wandering mute ghost from the beginning of my being to my turf in the coast for those whose souls borrowed by the bloodthirsty evil sow the sorrow my fallen Somali nation reap today I grief in silence while watching motherland weep when the nation’s once shining star fell from the blue sky we fell prey to the ungodly devil when we stopped praying we embarrassed kindness when we openly embraced cruelty drank from the poisonous & shallow wells of betrayal to watch our enemy devour us is what we chose gambled our dignity away and today we lost homeland I curse whose soul brought my kind’s untimely demise may their eyes never find rest even in their sleep for they silenced my brotherly voice inside you all may the almighty resurrect the guardians of the beloved faith may he deliver us from the unjust of these times we live in. Think I may have posted this before but well...why not again? Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted February 20, 2011 I wrote this 18.04.00 that's almost 11 years ago...I was still a teenager then. Your Voice. I preach to teach hoping to reach your inner thoughts hooyo & Aabo taught me to be kind to my own kind I aspire to guide my people even if they are blind I am here to enlighten and I hope you don’t mind I chose to be the voice of the voiceless masses the face of the common man deemed faceless the one who gives hope to all the hopeless I give positive thoughts to all the thoughtless in my speech I speak for all those who are speechless I am a leader who shall never mislead I am not a model but I make a good role model the one who won’t let your Somali legacy get rotten as long as I am here you won’t be forgotten the memory of my country brings me pleasure the destruction of my land causes me displeasure. the happy faces of my people brings me comfort the demise of my nation causes me a discomfort the pain of my bros & sisters causes me a heartache the cries of my Somali kids causes a nightmare their call for my help tears my heart apart I am just an ordinary brother with a message I am neither a politician nor a mindless savage I wasn’t born with the silver spoon I never had the privilege to have my own room my people forgive me for I can’t promise you the moon. I am not interested to be another warlord all I am trying to do is pass on the word of the lord as long as i live i will try to be the light just give me a chance to make your life bright. Cheesy...:o Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
