BOB Posted October 30, 2007 PS. Dipped in the ocean water of love I paint the rising sun of your pretty eyes where I find quietness in the paint stress flames of passion wrap your unique frame that dance contently in my place of memory with eyes wide shut I take escape in the space that you’re your faint grin and soft grin offer I get lost in thought beauty found in translation for they say a picture tells a thousand words your sculpted curves leave me speechless deep within the pools of your soul lies wisdom I feel as if I wade too long within the fantasy of my fancies I will surely drown if those magical waves ripple swirls of paint drapes your magnificent hips crisp like a mouthful bite from a ripe apple wrapped in your beautiful smile is the silent desire for us to conspire the passion of true love this illustration is painted with an ocean of emotion that I whole heartedly drink in gulps speaks volumes of I the depth of your pretty features keep me shrouded in the wispy puffs of the highest cloud of nine Divine, I open my soul & eyes to greet you welcomed on earth down from my beautiful dreams I enjoyed tonight's conversation my charming beauty I viewed your mind and spoke within the confines of what must be your first language of pure love body art spoken with the tongue of a perfect portrait. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kulmiye Posted October 31, 2007 Salaamu Aleekum Bob,damn is been awhile- adeer nafta ka-waran? maxa iskudhacaya? how is the family doing, and life in general? I see u still holding the same mood, and putting pen to paper -, manshallah keep the somali-centric going. as always love the spirit. Much love and many blessing, Salaam Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted November 1, 2007 W.Salam Kulmiye.. Yeah its been a while since you last dropped a hot Muufo around but its good to know that you're doing fine Alxamdulillaah... Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted November 1, 2007 The Trial: it was one dark and rainy summer night sitting in my tiny room without the light soldiers broke through the window on my right one grabbed me by the throat and squeezed it tight he was a strong soldier and twice my height he pushed me up against the wall shouting dare fight while another read out what he called my right they said through poetry i committed a treason society calls for my blood without a reason if i am not murdered now i will rot in prison they accused me of spreading a false rumour hatred spread through people’s heart like a tumor how could they end my life for a humour? Among the crowd sat my children and loving wife i kneel down and beg the judge to spare my life he laughs at me and tells me to behave and hush the guard hit me and blood pours out in a rush i see the soldiers who captured me getting delirious to the cruel judge my public torture is just hilarious in my poetry i never mentioned the word impeach my only crime is advocating for freedom of speech i am just a simple poet and far from an intellectual my opinion is never meant to be a bias but mutual i stand for a trial and without a crime i am prosecuted in front of my hysterical wife and children I am executed. The Truth: Freedom is on trial with hope as her witness freedom is red, green and yellow and freedom is grey the executioner is red, white, and blue under the mask law is the way of judicious Judaists who depend on injustice red stands for the adrenaline & sentiment of war blue stands for the innocence lost in the war. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kulmiye Posted November 1, 2007 saxib, i'll drop one for u as soon as I get a chance. yaa forgive me I have been boxing with college work-thus havent had a chance to cyber poetry lately. as always keep the pen moving. Much love and Many blessing. Salaamu Aleekum Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted November 14, 2007 Merchant Of Madness: Growing up in a world where my whole being is misunderstood flawless infant living lawless in the darkest of moods there is taking pride in the day I would die Yeah...die with pride in my eyes my pain must subside before suicide this world of me, myself and i closed chapters became my thoughts sense my intense in suspense let my kind's broken hearts mend let rivals be best friends condemned to oneness sense my world closed off by a fence my heart became stainless steel cover coated by dents and bends my own mind locked without a code formula lost so no one knows crack my code and un-crack my soul see my fractured past take toll my inner fragile and battered being masterfully masked by my fake laughter the mind of a master craftsman but my masterpiece shattered see me in my moment of glory time of peace see me free of this leech a dog unleashed from its leash free but tortured by a life sucking flea is this to be the way that the life I see? should I be smiling when I see words rest in peace? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted November 14, 2007 Open Secret: Forsaken faith is replaced by tainted mind states driving grace into the flames of burning faces lately it seems these dreams are ripped apart by divine whispers streamed into silent screams destruction scenes are created every where by fragile beings to shatter all self-esteem optimistic thoughts disappear as I silently stare at a place where my shadow once existed I resist the piercing kiss and journey into the uncertainty in search of happiness reminiscing on past grins help my spirit eager to read about the sacred texts what's read into present mindset the earth's negligence led my quest for knowledge where a blessed messenger welcomed my questions about life and death he too knew what it was like to be depressed possessed by immense sadness in every thought expressed destined ever since adolescence to spend every second second-guessing my sixth sense since no matter what... death will always meet you in the end asked him what he thought about the rough draft to my life's plan he just sat back an laughed at the lack of craft in this dream flight path I've mapped. "One day you'll understand that the only sure plan is to adapt and I shall continue preaching about the secrets the universe concealed" Hasan Qomishow. Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted November 15, 2007 Massacre Of The Innocent: Dear Mr President: The nation is mourning and the land is groaning you promised salvation but delivered destruction you watch the nation's abduction and ask for no pain reduction you turned your joke of election into tribal selection your false accusation wiped out the next generation Allah s.w will want explanations for your gruesome actions your ethiopian flirtation became a fully fledged seduction your blatant rejection of Islam is your ultimate elation you chose the infidel's illusion over the brotherly solution to please your kufaar masters is your absolute mission why your ambition is to cause even more division? your lack of vision only brought our enemy's invasion your declaration of war against Islam gave them an erection the forceful penetration of the baby girls gave you satisfaction Sayid Muhammad & Darawish would've carried your execution the late Siad Bare never offered the enemy a secret information he warned us about you and your sickening ethiopian affection you sold your soul and the country for a mere donation... innocent children are dying while parents are crying... shells and mortars are flying and saintly souls are expiring... for that in hell you will be frying...Mr President Peace, Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
N.O.R.F Posted November 15, 2007 Gun Powder My child awakes to the smell gun powder in the air Not the smell of sweet loxoox made by his mother The sounds of war have become as frequent as his nightmares Not the entertainment of kicking a ball with his brother School is off limits for the time being Red-eyed men with AKs roam the street If they are not killing those who are fleeing We still keep hope and pray for their defeat Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted November 28, 2007 Wednesday 21.11.07 1941-2007. A Son's Tribute: Many tell tales of fallen warriors through the pictures they paint history shall forever vividly remember the heroes and legends words fall a distant short to describe the simple man before the scholar a loving husband to an honourable and a strong pious wife my beloved father the bright light in this galaxy of the wicked I reside the golden compass of our unsinkable ship of a faith oceans of knowledge you were in the admiring eyes of your peers while I openly hero-worshipped you without a hint of a shame I mourn with this mind of mine you smitten for you said tears are forbidden a humble being in this bloodsucking universe of arrogant ignorants student of ancient Al Azhar the house of godly wisdom where your name they mention alongside historical figures a man with few words that echoed far beyond the distant heavens you displayed generosity in the face of this endless atrocity loyal to almighty being when most men we see chose to be disloyal modesty is the word the common man always associated with you "Ameen" is the name friends and the congregation alike labeled you a title first given to your role model and our noble apostle p.b.u.h you were wood to my fire that kept my soul warm in all seasons before I lay to sleep you and dear Hooyo are the ones I think of and miss my guardian angel the only man I'm genuinely known to adore your golden legacy I shall carry to the far corner of this vast earth you are at where they honour saints with everything the sinner shall never see as my shattered soul wanders the path of a broken glass I come crawling back in fear of what I have forever lost with this nightmare comes the worst times of my lonely life I got captured in this moment that shall forever define I my imagination may decrease but my love for you will never cease loving you was sacred to my heart & soul you helped make pure writing about you, know I will never have a mental block I could write forever in tears and never be able to say enough you were beyond amazing...a god sent gift in every way possible you were the full moon to my dark night...my shining super star I'm forever vocally wounded and the words in my head are deceiving me they tell me destiny owes me mountains of debt and fate a relief as I try out running the painful reality of forever being without you in brief colliding head on with another darkness filled cloud with grief I fight to deny the sorrow that's eating away at my broken heart the pain of the sudden emptiness I feel deep inside causes the hurt finding the courage to wear a fake smile while weeping inside another test for my shaken faith another mourning in silence in sight these bloodied dried tears remind me of the latest sudden loss stood in the clod for hours facing my fears in waves secretly I send you all my love through my prayers every time I bow down to Allah s.w I thank you from the depth of my soul that with the will of God you always guided for 17 lonely years I've waited to see your familiar face once again now I have to wait forever to see you again in Jannah with my beloved Hooyo with the grace of our loving god I pray you find yourself in a better place where almighty rewards you for you were his loyal & faithful slave while I'm wishing all my sadness and sorrow a GODSPEED. Allah is my witness I never knew more selfless man than you who put the cause of the poor and the needy before his own family like you did and I never met a man who put his own dear life on the line for more than 17 years just to safe a total stranger...May Allah s.w reward you with Jannatul Ferdowz together with your two parents and my mother and with her two parents and all the Muslims who departed from this worthless world Insha Allah and I pray to Allah s.w that I never bring shame to your name for you were without a shadow of a doubt the only man I've ever known with a genuinely good heart and worthy of the title Righteous Muslim... Salam Aleikum W.W Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Malika Posted November 28, 2007 ^^Ameen to the dua's. My dear BOB,your words touched my heart,I can only say your a tastemony of his influence.May you continue,living from what he had taught you.Your father trully leaves a legacy,one to be proud of,he has lived his best life.What can any of us ask,but to be among those whom have touched others lives positively! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
N.O.R.F Posted November 28, 2007 Touching words from a loving son to a loving father Allah yarxamu. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
-Nomadique- Posted November 29, 2007 A beautiful tribute to your father, your words really moved me. May the heavy weight of sorrow be lifted from your heart and amiin to all your du'as my dear brother. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Intuition Posted November 29, 2007 Masha'Allah, very touching words. May Allah accept all your prayers for him and may he reunite you one day in a better place insha'Allah. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Nehanda Posted November 29, 2007 ^Amin to all duas for your father Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
