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BOB   

I AM SOMALI.

 

 

I salute the soil that the mighty warriors call home

I owe my being to the mountains of miracle and hills

the trees and the seas that always guide my conscience

the land of milk and honey where I was born & bred

the fragrance of nature has been kind to my ancient kind

I draw of the shackles of bondage with great custom

ceased the opportunity to discover how unique I truly am

here in the hallowed corridor of my imaginary castle

I stand a man that loves his being to the last breath for I am SOMALI

many may label my self-discovery journey a myth

watery fluid memories fill up my dignity's cracks

a shifted space on this new found place that shape my Somali face

ancient scholars shaped my rich Somali words

informed hands and enlightened minds immortalize my phrases

my unique Somali foot prints echo of deep knowledge

the heavens open up and the sky showers us with wisdom

the old order soon learned they had to unlearn the ways of the past

my body may have drifted far away from my beloved motherland

but its memories is forever imprinted in my Somali heart and mind

I swear in the sky that shelters the land of my forefathers

I swear on my brave-hearted and ancient Somali ancestry

i swear on every drop of Somali blood that runs through my veins

Somalia shall forever remain my beloved kingdom I call home

and I, the best Somali that I know I am destined to be

for I know that none dare challenge me when I say..I AM SOMALI.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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BOB   

Dying Breed:

 

 

I stand at the end of time to protest against my imminent demise

immortal I can't be yet I hope to shine on like my star in the sky

when the sun rises beyond the horizon let me be its unique light

I hear the taunt of death in whisper beyond mount Claremont

my kind still fight over the carcass of motherland's rotten corpse

my mind struggles to erase the pain my nomadic dignity endured

while my heart bears the burnt every time it pounds beneath my chest

convey my sorrow to the heavens that enslave my crave for a peaceful night

we revel in the ugliness we revealed for the world to marvel at

we condone all evil while condemning the godly goodness we got

greed sits among my trusted elders while I amongst the dying breed

wont somebody save me from this evil curse of being a SOMALI son?

God is all I got as I enter the last phase of my journey to self-discovery

I lay myself to sleep knowing I am at my final crossroads

where I care not how history will betray my story in instant

I plea to the saint in you all to murder the devious evil in me

I pray for the pardon of my future kinsmen from king's kraal

for I belong to the legion you assassinated in the backstreet of promise

may my princess survive the ordeal of forever being without me

should've switched off my life before my kind killed off my hopes

Oooh...if I make it to my final resting place in one piece

I wish to feel the caring touch of my mother once again in peace

for she only knew a boy before he transformed into this mighty man.

 

 

May Allah s.w have mercy on the souls of my two loving parents and their parents and your parents.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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Confusion:

 

 

There's only grey in the sunset over your head

you're wandering aimlessly through the streets

your memories depart and you're alone once again

the future's a waning exuberant star

when another day melts into darkness

your tears are softer than the silence

when your cries only echo in the halls of your soul

your pleas for help go unanswered

it seems there's no place left for you to go

when another fruitless day fades away

into your shattered mind and its gutless kind

and the things you say are like candles

in the storm of time in this cruel world we live in

just listen for another footsteps down the hall of your soul

a voice that shares your pain and shelters you from the rain

for that man who walks beside you can fill that vacant place

when you walk so lonesome in the streets below the storm

you can be covered in the warmth of knowing

that together you are not torn and I'm by your side

for I'm your destiny that keep you maintain your existence.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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Mother's Tale:

 

 

My beloved mother...the miracle performer in my southern universe

her motherly love brought forth my poetry expression of soul

I think of you continually through my corridors of light

where the hours are suns from head to toe in sweet songs

what is precious is never to betray your beautiful legacy

the essential delight of your blood drawn from ageless springs

my love for you shall never be mortal so to immortalize

for I myself shall someday like the decay on my heart die in dust

my verse ought to tell your virtues so they shall live by fame

where in the heavens write your glorious story in name

children live in barbwire times and early grave became their livewire

hurting our own kind of old without paying too much mind

almighty spared you the pain of mourning when I'm dead and departed

just as my fingers guide me like my imaginative piano keys

know my mind overflows with the wisdom you instilled in it

oceans of love swim calmly deep within my heart like the seasonal whale

while my soul wails with the pain I inherited from my forsaken fate

destiny disowned me the day I drowned with my own tears

have no fears whispered my righteous father from distance

I wish upon all wishes that my soul bears with me through this journey

while I seek the courage to rise above it and soar high to the heavens

for sorrow clipped my wings and I slipped and fell from grace.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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Valley Of The Wolves:

 

 

I open up a window to my soul revealing what eyes can see not

listen to the sad sermon of my heart through its beat

I hail from the distant land that Love denounced and death embraced

where division reigns over unity and poverty over prosperity

follow my footprints as they lead you through the valley of sorrow

our children massacred and all that was sacred and scared I am

plain is the pain I feel deep inside that is unbearable

sisters raped by the blood thirsty enemy brothers brought

hush beloved princess and hide your honour in the darkness

fate betrayed you in the daylight and I, Somali man failed you

Mr President...life without dignity you lead for you lost your sanity

you serve our enemy that's inferior for you know not we're superior

you bribe him with your brother's blood like the seasonal ripe fruit

the blood of the infants you feed on for you're blinded by greed

history will tell your tale and all the hell you put us through

you lit the fire that destroyed our once mighty kingdom

famine followed in the clicking heels of feast of the open season

you interrupted the victory parade of the fallen heroes

you stained almighty's present with the blood of the innocent

you'll reap in the hereafter what you're sowing in this life

for destiny improves not in your valley of the wolves.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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God Is My Guide:

 

 

I close my eyes hoping to see the shine of his light

I pray to him for I wish to outlast this bitter cold night

I bow in total submission for I'm a mere slave in his kingdom

grateful is I for the mind that's flowing with oceans of wisdom

picturing paradise through the window of my sorry soul

promise me none but a place beside the beloved prophet

pardon my sins and those of my poor yet precious parents

protect me from my worst and bless me with my best

spare me from your wrath and guide me through the righteous path

enlighten my fate so it would brighten my dreadful destiny

tighten my grip on my faith and weaken the devil's hold over me

cleanse my sulking conscience and purify my lonesome heart

filly my voids with hope and unplugg my cords of reason

deny my siblings the sweet fruit of the wicked world

deliver us all from obscurity to the the vast galaxy of prosperity

fasten my journey to freedom for I failed in this vicious life

I seek to relief my thoughts by fleeing from the shackles of grief

my belief is my faith and for in you almighty Allah i believe

I wander around in wonder walking through the deafening thunder

i trek through galaxies with barefoot using god as my guide.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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Fully, Truly Yet Sadly Yours:

 

 

I freeze with fear amidst the lingering autumn cold breeze

watering eyes give way to battering memories of you

mind marred with flashbacks that you cruelly barred

words pierce my chest like thousands of poisonous swords

I float between sanity and insanity in a blink of my teary eyes

while sleeping I call out your name for my heart is weeping

I shake with sadness every time the head mentions you

I tumble with grief and mourn for my shattered dream of us

I crowned you with love while you lent me your disowned suffering

I wrote you a note with a universal language you understand not

hoping your heart would translate my passion before its too late

you betrayed my prayers yet I paint your portrait in pure gold

blame me not for failing to tame your precious and wild heart

I hold you in high esteem and your story will forever be told

you add grace to amazing and brought indescribable feeling to me

when we converse clouds walk by in wonder and stars wink with joy

no ink is worthy enough to draw the shine in your pretty eyes

your smile is my sickness that I wholeheartedly yearn and crave for

forget not that I shall forever be fully, truly yet sadly yours.

 

 

Aaaah the sweet wonders of youth. :D

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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Genocide Generation:

 

 

Without grasping on to the facts that reality holds

the grim fate of my divided Somali nation

here to shatter my whole being in pieces

I watch the world disintegrate from the sin

while the dust flies and I'm blown away with the wind

facing the animosity and the hatred the nation holds close

addictive as narcotics...how these politicians overdose

they portray minorities as hopeless beings within the system

they wonder why i dislike them with reconstructive criticism

I'll be reluctant to put my trust in a warlord's palms

taking the money that I make and place in thunderous bombs

the skies shattered with a colour that resembles the bloodshed

in my hometown where used to be my old playground is a graveyard

we don't need more innocent children and mothers dead

within the realm of death that their greed brought up

they get us caught up while we filling the graves gradually

the world is captured in the rapture of genocidal fatality

standing idle watching the massacre engulf blood like dracula

taking lives leaving the earth without a person to back it up

we need to take a stand against the rising criminals

before the weapons of doom drop & burn the horizon to minerals

killing the masses in discriminately without a hint of guilt

forgetting that you killing yourself with the hatred you hold

you shame us all with your greed that put you beneath the feet of the enemy.

 

 

Mr President...I'm Ashamed To Share The Name Somali With You.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

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SOL-Session

 

 

inactiveness defies talent that can never be seen

legendary material but cannot me deemed

posting pieces with emotion that can not be told

expression in every sentence that can never get old

rhyming words with words as I collaborate with you one by one

lyrically expressing ourselves as we share work with each other

blank pieces of white papers ready to be written upon

the pen in my hand thinks for itself

as my hand begins to lay down my thoughts on my journal

despair is all that comes to my mind because we get no recognition

so somaliaonline.com poet, I ask you...is there a definition?

the world is full of pain there is no positives, just plain pain

Angels shed tears when it rains for evil people pray for our demise

forever a warrior, that's what I will be

there is only room in the home of the brave so don't look down upon me

when a rain drop lands on my grave I am open to any and all who ask

it takes a task for me to try and be close minded

blame me for listening to my head for I bring my heart when I talk

I'd join you for a walk for miles with nothing but genuine smiles

I would act out my past if you just asked. I had faith in my own race

but now I despise the human race...please don't bother singing a sad song

because the old me is dead and gone and this is my SOL-session tone.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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made this one out of your work- hope you dont mind... is call Glory be to Allah-

 

 

close my eyes hoping to see the sunlight

prayed to Allah hoping to outlast this bitter cold night

give me the foresight to cherish forgotten

at there death mark pass my respect to those I lost,

and in their spirit I’m empower

by the volumes of yesterday

under the ink

standing over the mirror views

hoping to catch a glimpse of ray

only to find myself in may

Standing before him I realize that I have strayed

Oh Allah, give me the strength to mend my ways

over the sins of my days

I hold the book of life ,

and

glory be to you

the oneness of you do I testify

For all that you’ve given me, How can I deny

My purpose in life should be only to cry...

 

Bob you put reality into words, the image of your poetry is real... thank you and please extend my blessings on good health and peace to your family.

 

Much love and Many blessing!

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My Brother Kulmiye...like they say in U.S...You The Man. :D

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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Muted Wisdom:

 

 

Thinking a thought that you can't sustain

can't arrange your feelings around the pain

heart melting the veins breaking your skin

taking a breath...soul suffocating from with in

a dark cold cage traps your heart swelling it whole

body pays the toll...left a hole...you crumble and fold

life traces new paths...left with new questions to ask

new destiny a new task...find foes and new friends to unmask

feeling no remorse...fight through the agony and tears

walk a strong steady pace cause no end will near

hold your head high and leave room for love

no one thing is enough...seek glory from above

leave a world behind resting your soul

for your presence to remain forever long after you're gone

remember an unhappy souls seek life

while the happy one fears the unhappy

be strong and live out the hard times

cause a fearful soul filled with life will be happy.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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Bleeding Freedom:

 

 

in the hands of fate I'm pushed little by little each day

I cry with sympathy whispers of symphony in the ears

for those that cannot hear blinded by every note

submerging myself and many others in cold blood

for it was murder she wrote, darkness draws forward

I draw further away from hope radical expression

without questioning until further notice in Gods hands

comes a song of light and joy which I cannot control

voices in the halls voices oh so many voices do I hear

each year the bleedings of sorrow known as Civil War cheer

vigor men, oh not those vigor men who pound my kind mercilessly

breaking their keys so they can not be heard ever again

playing in the rain I'm playing in the rain, how it's supposed to be

with no hands or strings attached just so you know I'm free

coming from the right when my voice was as quite as a mouse

moving to the right for which my pitch becomes so deep

holding every key unlocking doors to a certain tone

praying & hoping that I will be able to stop our bleeding....

I sign this with my tears so you wont witness my fears

as I lay my fragile soul to sleep dreaming of my agile past

praying...wishing and hoping my blood will be the last innocent one spilt.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

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