Harbor Life

The Combination stood, looked how I cry

on the coast of glory alone

and builders of the old buildings

left me, when the Challenge

suffer alone

She stood

We should be ashamed, harbor life,

and enough that shame, we escaped

She was mourning the days
of happiness and glory. 

We are still suffering

from the horror of the nodal

She stood

talking about itself, with a song

the lyrics braked in to our souls,

but we did not run to her

Waited years to come back to her

give her the oldest friendly

Whenever, the Queen returns,

I will work on Qualifying myself

for the completion of the promise

And a present for never land,

No, degradation!

There will never be a fugitive
between us from Covenant,

a not lax in us,

or not lying on challenge time

Almighty of God, bless her

Sublime we haven't seen patience

as her patience,

Do not Grieve... You are free

Will those human-beings

appreciate you ever

You are the safe

it's not in Justice that they inherit you

Thus ... without begging

Wrote these lines for my home country Somalia © 2007

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I preferred in my Life ... to forget

Admonition

all I hear from you is admonition

so NO admonition

Let's not mention the purgatory

Let's not remember Love

I preferred in my life ... to forget

I am tired of pains

I am fed up and in the blind

I miss my days .. where I smiled

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

Just stay in your place

Do not talk to me about your pains

And not tell me about your longings

Do not care about your affairs ... or mistakes

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

Do not reproach

Let's not mention purgatory

Let's not remember Love

I preferred in my Life ... to forget

Have mercy on me from your words

And do not split my heart with your words

I do not hear you moaning ... anymore

Because ...

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

I remember as I gave you my heart

Or as the day I dedicated my Love to you

You promised that you would not hurt me

Oh, How I lived in aspirations of the past

And I was alone ... I cry for myself

Crying the stolen aspirations

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

.

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Do not make fun

If I decide to throw myself
in to your hell. 

If I just accept the fact
 of you overwhelming me with Love.

Let's say my mind will only follow you

& I would just walk around the world

seeking your passion.

Then I would walk back home in search of you
While every child I walk across calls me creepy

Then ... 

Do not make fun of my pain

Do not afflict my pain

Because what if you one day switch places
What if it happens to you one day
and you feel my pain,
became mad like me.

I would not make fun of your
 I would be pleased by your Love

Would never make fun
of the intensity and madness

of longing

Desire or passion is ...

Like the gardens and silks of the Lord

Created as an award for us,
despite our madness in love.

An old one. I hope you like it. 

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Shining Star

My friend

What if you get tired from the world

And be satisfied with me. 

What if you get interested in me

walked towards me 

My friend

What if it you become satisfied in this world

What if I convict you, that with me you might forget 

My dear, I am ...

unique by nature and no one is like me 

I am like those who have their hearts in their hands

They give away their hearts to whom they like and Love

I am .. as you see me

I walk on the green carpet that is bend like Heaven 

Dancing to the music, that's only to be played in Heaven,

I'm mostly like a picture that been drawn by Angels.

And I am like that star ,
that had captured many astronomers hearts 

But also a star that shines only to one
whose passion and sorrow she dies for  

 I do pray for you 

& ask God to relieve from your heart

He would accept from me.
I do not suspect my heart.

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Radio

Standing on a chair 

trying to reach the radio 

Appears angry and in a rush

She reaches the radio

and starts to change between it's channels. 

Then looks at the clock on her hand 

and starts to hit the radio 

while mumbling some ugly words. 

Finely she finds the channel, 

It is the music she likes, 

runs out to call the friends, 

to listen with her.

You ignorant of what you see 

Houses appears dormant 

until the evening. 

Families get together for this 

sound to sing and dance. 

Fantasying, imagining the dresses 

of the female singer and how elegant

 the musicians would look like.

  

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A Person

A normal person

Used to have the ability

To invest in love

To discuss relationships

To forget pain 

And to conspire life

This ordinary person

Used to hear a call

That tells about survival

Used to have the euphoria of survival

Could hear complaints from people

And would call for them to stay wherever

NOW

Remains of a person

Left with his dreams

He lost his voice.

with his ignorance

and quiescence.

OpenLinkNight at dVerse Poets Pub

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