Author: naswithnotepads

  • Somali Linx

    Somali Linx

    by Mamado Ortega (M. E. Abdul-Rahman) The skies cloud but they never pore And yet STILL the earth cracks anticipating for The acid rain that never satisfies any thirst Like an eternal curse, genetically inherited from those who came first Ancestors punching us, for letting that traitorous eye get the best of us, or should…

  • Summer of 95

    Summer of 95

    by Enas Suleiman Ants marched through the cracks of the black dotted ceramic floor I watched them in sympathy knowing it would be their last venture. I untangled the green water hose and gave them my heartfelt condolences as the gush of angry water drowned their minute bodies. The smell of sand and water rose…

  • Land Of Deception

    Land Of Deception

    by Amin Isaac I came here to mess with your perception I’ll alter your reality, call this an inception Let me wake your dreams.. And open your eyes For nothing is what It seems.. Shadow could be where light lies I can see you’re satisfied.. With half-truths and disgusting media You’re gonna tell me they’re…

  • Hush Hush Poetry (explicit)

    Hush Hush Poetry (explicit)

    by Sara Elhassan I was 15 years old and on summer vacation 2 and a half months to revert back to innocence 2 and a half months to forget about drugs, sex, and issues of race 2 and a half months to run around 7eishan (courtyards) pile in beds having late night conversations with equally innocent friends…

  • The Poem

    The Poem

    By Ahmed Gihad Ibrahim I’m God’s soldier, Sudan’s soldier Sudanese and soon I’ll be a voter After all i gotta get back to my roots Sudanese I said it, and I’m proud of that truth There was a time, when I forgot where I’m from Looked at my country, and I didn’t call it home Now,…

  • لم تدرك معنى الحب

    لم تدرك معنى الحب

    by Sarah Ibrahim   دخلتَ عالمي الذي ثبتُّ أساسه حتى لا تتشقق جدرانه و لكن أتيتَ و هدمت الحيطان كسرت الأبواب وصلتَ الى حياة ذلك العالم قلبي! و انت لا تدري للحب معلم أريتني معنًى للسجن في حريتي سلبت الحياة من أيامي خدعتني بأمانٍ واهية و معسول الكلمات التي تخرج من تلك الشفتين علمتني ان…

  • Canyon

    Canyon

    by Sadig Gasim Mukhayer Are you comfortable? Well lets begin. Let me paint a picture. You are seated in your favourite chair in the home of your dreams, comfort at its epitome. You have all that can come to mind and all that you desire is at your fingertips. You are happy. But fatefully you…

  • Temple

    Temple

    by Maabad Said (Temple) I spit… Tempting testaments of my temperament Like temperas of the temple of Tempe Without an instrumental, I draw mental pictures that make you tremble I draw templates of temptation at livid lava temperatures Full blown, they hit your temporal bones Fully stressed, like the tempo of a Tempest But by…

  • The Potato

    The Potato

    by Sadig Gasim Mukhayer If you’re a guest, and to the food you can’t say no? Tell your host you’ve had a potato What can you use as a battery and it’s not play dough? You already know, it’s the potato If you’ve got no flavour, no ketchup, no mayo? It’s simple and plain, fry a potato…

  • أُدرك أن القصيده الجديده .. أنتِ

    أُدرك أن القصيده الجديده .. أنتِ

    by Khalid Yassir  أكتُبُ عنكِ أكتُبُ رغمي و رغم إنقطاع المداد و هجر الحروف التي ودعتني و غابت أكتُبُ عنكِ عليّ إذا ما كتبتكِ بيت قصيد و أودعتك بالحبر جوف الورق عليّ سأنســـاكِ .. شيئاً فشيئاً سأكتب علّ القصيده تحمل عني بعض الأرق أنفض عني غبار همومي .. وأكتُب أكتُبُ عنكِ وأكتُبُ أني بكـــــامل عقلي…