Diplomat For The Damned.

[BOB]

Blurred Vision:

 

 

I see the buildings crumble and children stumble

words we mumble as our thoughts stay jumbled

in this deceptive jungle, stench and decays array

evidence stays where the deceased children played

I tell you...no need to practice proper grammar

some things just hit like a colossal hammer

is it the end or just myself when I sin?

making my brain leak whilst speaking through pens

my missionary vision need not alter even if its inner

in the end of it all my fate ought to be the winner

continuous sinners receiving complimentary dinners

I fail to flee so float on wings of degradation

my mind sings of desperation for separation

this world we know is consumed by desolation

different yet familiar cultures wanting reparation

its hot out side my glass amasses condensation

induce a mass of concentration

stroll down my path of silence in the forest

I see myself and no violence...where's my chorus?

melodic angelic relics envelop my hellish self

whether its the judgment or a storm unfelt

it becomes a dream as the scenes vanish

my breathing starts and heart slows so now I panic.

 

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Let's toy with words and Listen as I mumble away.

 

 

Wordplay 2:

 

 

I stand tall

I stand alone

I stand for purposes

proposed by unknowns

I've come to know my purpose

...Standing

 

I stand while others sit

listening to my words

for a chance to stand

for their own known words

until they are on their own

...Sitting

 

I sit while others crawl

wondering should I crawl

should I just lie down

tasting the ground they crawl in

to plan my life within them I'm

...Crawling

 

I crawl

so others can sit...oh yeah

they sit understanding to listen

for their own chance to stand

standing demands me to crawl

but I cant stand to crawl

do I stand too tall while I'm

...Falling

 

I fall on top of a soap box

crawling inside your thoughts

sitting within your hearts

standing on top of your deepest parts

to listen to your thoughts about

...Speaking

 

I speak for myself

I spoke to you

can you speak or move

now that speech is moving

I'm moved to speak by you

please speak when you're spoken to

speak quickly before I'm removed

careful before you speak too soon...

...Listen

 

I listen to my heart

and to those sitting

seeing what its like to stand

when they planned on crawling

they recall seeing me standing

not knowing that they'll be falling

but I'll crawl to them...calling

Stand tall and crawl to me

...Sing

 

I sing from the heart

I sing musical songs

songs of a keynote speaker

leaving your ears bleeding

I feel musical while I stand

I heal when I sing, I sing because

...We're Standing

 

We stand tall and above all

we stand together side by side

we stand to demand purpose

proposed by those who know

whether we stand, sit or crawl

speak, listen, move or none at all

we will always stand tall within

stand with me as we make a statement

...Forever.

 

 

Now...doesn't STANDING TALL feel good?

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Imaginary Witness:

 

 

The night unleashes its grim power

its thunder increases over this dim hour

releases a shower of flames and shells

sins tower over a mountain of names in hell

I lay in silence within the ruins of humanity

feeling trapped inside my soul's animosity

astray…I decay in the insanity of screams and cries

prays fill the skies as an array of cold metal kills my eyes

mine, yours and our world is disguised

the chilling notes of the artillery fire are killing me

concealed in me, fear shivers my veins, thrilling me

rivers of blood run over the empty plains

acres reigns over the fever of the war

I’m in chains desperately trying to dig a hole

torn nails bleed away from my fingers

helpless before the hardcore orchestra of death

my innocent mind lingers in vain

stains from the ancestral cries triggers my pain

down on the cold ground on the concrete floor

with slain breath I remain caught in the sound of

the fading metal rain as silence starts to unfold around

degrading gentle into the quietest night again

I lay in the dirt, in the smell of scorched earth and burned souls

hurt and blind and my mind is bleeding sorrow

a cascade of nothing echoes in delight

as I lay motionless betrayed by the quietest night.

 

 

Just remember there are INNOCENT Somali children, elders both male and females back home that go through such horrors every single night...

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[Paragon]

I declare this thread a 'treasure'.

[Som@li]

Good job, BOB, Keep it coming.

[BOB]

Originally posted by Paragon:

I declare this thread a 'treasure'.

Watch out now such statement may tempt the Treasure Hunters to come after my tiny Somali neck.

 

 

Dabshid...Obrigado My Brother.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Najma:

 

 

I remember a stunning lady her grasp on Light was heavy

yet she lost her cause for living and decided to die steady

is she ready to die alone and give up that life God's throne?

her life's loan of liquid waters skipping this woman's a rock stone

conversations on the phone her heart was falling but she kept it

so the passions of him interested with a girl whose life's infected

because of the pain her soul is effected with in her heart conflicts inflicted

drugs became her daily dose of dossier destroying her brain daily

soon she will be gone and we wont see her realize her potential

living was no option she failed herself when she married Omar

a young man whose tragic life was in Gods hands

his life headed for the wrong path developed a taste to cause a wrath

at a young age he swears at his own tears and denounces his fears

he rants words of pain and massacre like a son of Kosovo

abuse from Omar was heavy so she left him secretly

broke a sin, striking a helpless woman there's no way she would keep him

she packs her bags and lonely depressing tears start to sag

she grabs a rag, kisses her mom's pic stares at the empty wall around her

depressed and sad...ashamed untamed she gets into her car

headed no where...she decides to stop and gaze at a bright star

yet a far...she feels attached.........close, her life is still the same

beautiful but still lonely shockingly the woman has the same name

Stars call out on her by her given name of Najma.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Untitled:

 

 

ignore my ignorance for praying for victory

over our enemies as we watch over our troops

who's more holy in a war where both sides

claim spiritual consent and incentives to heaven?

will you fight for the 'holy' trinity or ninety nine virgins?

purge this world of heathens, leave your penance

for repentance and redeem the hearts of men

we've made religion fit like a genie in a God's bottle

rub your souls and sing the songs of marty's children

then become a saint, a sacred sinner but one to model

with a pistol clasped between praying hands

we seek the only known roaming promised land

can we plan a last stand before hope disbands

and our bones sink slow into a vacant desert sand..

 

 

The Choice Is Yours My Dear Reader...

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[Kulmiye]

SALAAMU CALEEKUM BROTHER

WORD PLAY TWO- BEST THING I"V READ! U"RE THE GOD-FIGURE OF POETY! HANDS DOWN- and

I meant by that in a humble matter. KEEP PUSHING THE INK. MUCH LOVE AND MANY BLESSING!

 

P.S. DEE WHEN IS YOUR BOOK COMING? I GOT GET MINE

[BOB]

Salam Aleikum W.W

 

My brother Kulmiye...I swear it took me this long to conjure up the courage to finally reply because I just did not know what to say...such a compliment...you guys are spoiling me...

 

 

Bro...I'm getting there Insha Allah and soon you will finally hear that I got a book out Insha Allah...Thanks once again...

 

 

Salam Aleikum W.W

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[Kulmiye]

Is all good man, and everything was said out of mutual respect. LOOKING FORWARD TO THE BOOK--INSHA-ALLAH!!! WISH YOU THE BEST IN THE PROCESS.

[BOB]

Voices Of Reason:

 

 

I wear my pain's oppression like the motherland's facial expression

in my dream I bloom like a flower when in truth all I foresee is my doom

child of war I am…blessed with death & destruction that stalk me

I flaunt my sorrow for the world to marvel at before the distant tomorrow

these are the dreadful days of thunder, no longer our days of wonder

where friends are few and foes demand dues with gory daily news

my kind count their curse for they are forsaken like an old purse

the nation lost its identity the day our elders auctioned our dignity

they slander us as an Islamist and sing after the sorry sadist

you murdered the masses and rape the pretty young lasses

how could you sleep when you're standing deep in deceit?

left with your miserable memories that abducted my memoirs

so many stars fallen, so many mothers' eyes swollen from weeping

forever we lost our modest smile for fate stole our blissful sunshine

unity and brotherhood drowned in the floods of war and hope is slain

death reigns supreme in my homeland with no soul to lend us a helping hand

I speak of hell in my sleep with innocent voice and listen to me well

I plead with blood and tears for they mislead my humble dream

I lie down dying and bleeding from my brother’s own blinding hatred

save me and spare my pure blood for I did none but good by you

within this dark season we mourn the demise of our VOICES of REASON.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

My Soul:

 

 

My soul sees life's emptiness

my eyes see the pain of the slain

hope and pray for the success I attain

as I blink...I see the dreams of teens

killed by the killers and fiends

secretly ask myself...will it ever change?

doomsday is the way things seem

I wish for a way out of this violence

some say my soul needs guidance

for I plead to live before bleeding to death

let to rest on the top of my head

lived through the violence...why do silence now?

took into account all the blood shed

ahead I see the future, the past in the mist

my body in need of energy and a lift

as I see the stacks of trouble life doubles

pain becomes a life long struggle

my attitude changes and my focus shifts

my soul is the gift the angels smuggle.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Life:

 

 

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 with new task...foes and new friends to unmask

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

walk a strong steady pace cause no end is near

hold your head high and leave room for L-O-V-E

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.

[BOB]

Lost Cause:

 

 

Today I walked out of my front door with hope

hoping to smell the fragrance of pollution

inhaled all of my problems and exhaled solutions

conclusions rise while my downfall is in clear sight

this isn't right...who cut out the light? I hate the night

it brings me to dark corners where I keep myself contained

as the children cry the tears of pain that conjure up the rain

the weight of the stress bring the rest

of the storm in the form of thunderous noise

the sails of sinking ships filled

with the wind of my gasping breaths

I have had the leftist point of view

no wonder I couldn't find the right clues

to figure out the puzzle of this struggle

it's so deep Osman would be perfectly suitable

my cubicle in which I work for the jerk that lurks

beyond the halls I have turned into a ball

so I no longer will have to suffer in the corner of my flash flood

instead I enjoy pulling your patience

from within my sphere of fear within my heart

while you shall have to endure the hesitation

until I detach you from my grasp and my thoughts

you shall find careless fun after the last hug.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.