The Poetry Showcase

Ailing heart beats
bleeding souls
drops of currency
turned to stone
cloud of loom
open my tomb
tears of my dying
unrest this place
unburden my flesh
burn me whole
by winds of eternity

How can their be peace
When there are 2 inside
1 soul divided by a young heart
And the other, an old mind
Ain’t no point in trying to hide it
Or fight it
There is no way I can deny it

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When we come face to face
with the big-headed, long-tailed gulpers
our ears tell us we’ve come deep enough

but the burst boil on my arse
was what prompted me

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He’s propped by three pillows
in a bed by the widow, talks to his toes
who’ve been deaf since his back

came off worst in an argument
with a car that didn’t stop for tea

I came home early to surprise my love
I crept up to the bedroom door
with red roses in hand

To find her happily galloping
on another man

Shaking my head
I sneaked to the back door

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I thought I'd found a good-luck charm
Whence I conjured up this genie
Her loveliness, blew my alarm
She wore a red bikini

Out from this ruby vase, she sprung
That I'd found in my attic

Are mature muses mutually matched?
I am amused by this meditation,
a musical munificence of musing.
Mussy mutability mutates mystery
of mythical muse,
mystifies me marvelously.

This poem is dedicated to my precious sister who is expecting a fourth child by the will of Allah.Life tested her beyond misery,im proud to share her blood....

Fresh, the breath of life within.

Like a river of pain the tears are flowing,when the tanks are coming and the death rates are growing.

Children are screaming,women are tearful,leaders are quiet and our men are fearful.

Creation of God, loyal you stood.
A pleasure to have and see.
Now I see you covered in blood.
A fate that had to be.
An animal yes, and a friend you were.
A play mate for my child.

Will I find you Mr peaceful place?Your´e a tricky thing to hold.
You hide in the least expected places with the glory you unfold.
Share with me your freedom,have pitty when I bleed.

My eyes become heavy as my surroundings softly peck.
'Watch and learn' they whisper,while we gently rub your neck.

My bones become stiff as all the pain from my past creeps in.

Summer came again,
I got a speeding ticket.
The weather was hot,
My car has got some damage.
I hope it rains tomorrow!

The falling leaf from the weeping tree that falls like a sad lost soul,
Belonged to a tree that bowed and prayed, obeying and forgiving.