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Tuesday is offical Poetry day

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so pure it down!! yeah lets make it tuesday coz i dont any of us can muster anything on Mon!!

 

lately, i have been day dreaming about nomadland so these fews words keep ringing in my head!! how about! whats ring ring your head lately!!

 

There are places I'll remember

All my life, though some have changed

Some forever, not for better

Some have gone and some remain

All these places had their moments

With family and friends, I still can recall

Some are dead and some are living

In my life, I've loved them all

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J.Lee   

I. In my life, in my shoes

By my hands, I opened doors

My blood, my sweat

I poured on to chores

I have connected like kinetochores:

Phone lines:

I met unmeet-able deadlines

I have transgressed: Mistrusted,

Betrayed and remained loyal

Through out my lifetime

But sometimes: I wish for things

That have never been

And those that could never be:

Like seeing you again

But I remain still: proud

Like you raised her to be

And though I regret

Not coming back: Not saying Hello

Since our last goodbye

I can't be mad for I see

You daily in her: your daughter

 

II. Grandpa, I don't want to ask why?

Or try to understand

So don't get mad when I kid, I laugh

To mask the pain: All I want to do is cry

And I don't blame you

But why did you let go?

You should have fought too breathe:

Fought to hold on:

fought to be here a little longer

Been a little stronger: like your daughter

I wanted you to see her, see me graduate

But that'll never happen, will it?

Allah willed it and you had to leave

Meet the fate that still awaits me

And now you'll never hold me in your lap

As I brush breadcrumbs from your lips

Never will I drink from your hands

Or hear you give your blessings:

Never will I see your daughter

Lit up when she hears your voice

Now, all she does is regret her choice

And I can't do anything but wipe her tears

It makes me feel sick: weak

I feel as if my life isn't worth a sh!t

Or a verse: or even an idea:

 

III. Sometimes, I wish I was left undeveloped:

To be saved from this development

I know: I can't change all that has been

For I would have surely changed this:

I could have undone all that has been done

Could have bought a little time:

Could have been just little less sad

But I can't: and you are gone

I know you'd want me to be strong

To stand tall: to be her rock

But what do I stand for today?

When I'm still sitting in yesterday?

 

Grandpa?

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BOB   

"I refuse to reap the rewards fate brought

for the fear of betraying the burden my poor nation"

 

 

Your eyes are like blazing sunsets

your hands are like raindrops soothing

my soul while making everything else fertile

your lips are soft and mighty delicious

leaving me longing like clouds before rain

your breasts that are yearning to be touched

they sway like the flowers in the thorn bush

like a dust storm you've spread your beauty over me

it was Allah's will s.w that we shall meet

my eyes are admiring while my lips sing about your beauty

you're as lovely as a sunbeam at daybreak

he who shall lie between your soft breasts

shall rightly say that he is the happiest soul in the entire universe

many men would kill and in honour die just to converse

may Allah s.w..praised be his glorious name

never deny me that fount of bliss

hearken to my pleading song of love

listen patiently to the songs of my lovesick heart

 

 

PS. Rudy..nice one Bro... Ms Word.. what can i say? amazed as always and a PROUD fan of yours.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

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Guhaad   

Originally posted by Jimca Lee:

III. Sometimes, I wish I was left undeveloped:

To be saved from this development

I know: I can't change all that has been

For I would have surely changed this:

I could have undone all that has been done

Could have bought a little time:

Could have been just little less sad

But I can't: and you are gone

I know you'd want me to be strong

To stand tall: to be her rock

But what do I stand for today?

When I'm still sitting in yesterday?

 

Grandpa?

^classic. damn JLee, never thought poetry was your passion! now i know where your strength comes from :cool:

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