Category: Poetry

  • I'm Retro

    I'm Retro

    by Maabad Said  I’m Retro If being Retro, Refers to a time… Where Meaning succumbed Rhyme Then I’m definitely Retro… If it refers to when music and songs had a Message, Not Anthems of asses and cleavage Or remotely pornographic But, today the songs we listened to, Are called old school, they’re called Classics But…

  • Why I Write' (Shit)

    Why I Write' (Shit)

    by Abubakar Elbasha I write, for the same reason I live, to make art, And I can’t draw for shit, but… I can lace the pad with style and grace with words that trace Deeper than the expressions on my face. I use poemss to paint portraits and spoken word to unleash the beast in…

  • Shamasha

    Shamasha

    by Abu Bakar Lo Shamasha, Shamasha Why do you run? Nearly dying in the shadows, Barely living in the sun.Shamasha, Shamasha What will you do? Well, I got my sock And my very own stock of glue. I’m running away from me, And I’m running away from you. Shamasha, Shamasha Shamasha, Shamasha Where will you…

  • 37 Days

    37 Days

    by Naji Mansour It’s Day 7, All I ever wanted to do was good.. Not because I had to but because I always thought I should. If I could be, I’d be that hero to humanity. You know, the one that’d bring some kind of sanity to a world otherwise plagued with emptiness and vanity.…

  • Well Done !

    Well Done !

    I am also stupid, stating that before I make the original statement of me being rash, which means I’ve rushed into making both statements, so in stating that I instigate a state that leaves me stale, oh well, or elephants footstep in a marsh to an ant, or an ants aunt or the other queen,…

  • Dessert

    Dessert

    by Sadig Gasim Mukhayer Nothing quells my hunger Nothing quenches my thirst Nothing eases the pain I’ve felt since I desserted my dessert Nothing seems as silly Nothing seems quite so absurd Nothing to me holds less meaning Than these very words Everything’s what you mean Everything’s what I’d do Everything I said I mean…

  • Daydreamer

    Daydreamer

    by Ali Guduf Windy currents carrying The moon peeking behind cloud Stars a glitter As they all play hide n seek in the sky with eyes you see As your soul begs a plea Can you see it all tonight… Can you see it all tonight… When weights of misfortune Will stop to rest As…

  • Too Soon

    Too Soon

    by Ali Guduf             Laughter A hearts splitting cry Tears dissolving mascara A wonderous shiver A moment’s begging for love A petal’s spiral to the dry grass Times cruel misleading to waste The infinite trail of love lost A damsel the heart denied forgetting The memories persistence to rememberance My…

  • Tired

    Tired

    by Sarra Deya  Do you know what a priceless, one-of-a-kind, worthy-of- her-own-display-in-a-museum treasure you have in your hands? Do you know that God has blessed you with a woman who would give you the world? Her world, your world and any other world she can find to give to you Give you her very soul?…

  • الثانية صباحاً

    الثانية صباحاً

    by Tasneem Nagi أطباق تنتظرني في حوض الغسيل قالب على شكل قلب تلتصق بأطرافه شوكولا محروقة احترقت هي وبقيت لذة الذكرى الوقت يزحف إلى أعماق الليل واستدارة خضراء صغيرة تجاور إسمي على شاشاتهم جميعا تعلن عن وجودي الإفتراضي أنا هنا تحتها أخط بعجرفة رسالة إليك كيف أنك الإنشاء الذي يساند “زهاء” خطوطي المجنونة كيف أنك…