Diplomat For The Damned.

[BOB]

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.

[chubacka]

^^ 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.

[raula]

Ina lillahi waina ileyhi rajicuun. May the Almighty Allah s.w. have mercy on his soul.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.

[Kulmiye]

"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...

[BOB]

I gather we're stung by ahem ahem huh? Well done bro...She's very lucky lady indeed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.

[BOB]

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.