Tag: Poetry
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Monkey Bars & Ice Cream Trucks (Red is Sin)
by Lameese Badr Stop. This is not your wife’s skin which you are caressing, This is a young girl’s hymen that you are tearing. She is young enough to be your daughter, Your granddaughter. Did you think she’ll forget? Don’t you know that ten years later When her friends are gathered around bonfires Reminiscing about childhoods…
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Matchbox Blues
by Ahmad Mahmoud I am from The Match Brigade* North Sudan is where I was born and raised. South Kordofan is where I was deployed to engage Infidels who fight for a secular state Brought at a young age, to be filled with rage By bearded men who spoke of heavens full of virgin maids…
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I Lost My Soul
by Sadig Gasim Mukhayer You see, I lost my soul. You see I lost my soul in a sea I can’t control. I can’t with hold emotions, my sanity’s over board & life’s at times an overlord, that dictates it’s evil hoards Of situations, karma and weather to cause discord So as I try to…
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أنا
by Tasneem Nagi أنا أنا صوت أتسمعني؟ أنا همس يعانق داخل القلب أنا لمحة تحررنني إطلاقة طرفك والردة أنا صوتك أنا صوتي أنا أنا سودانية شلوخ حبوبة ووشم النيل على جبهة تضوي بشرق حنين أنا رملة وادي نيالا تحضنه بغرب جميل أنا دقة طبلة ونقارة أنا رمحة صيد وسنارة أنا موية ووادي وصحرا كمان أنا…
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Untitled
by Adam Warsame Narbeth The war has finished, They cheer while I am here, under the vast, cold world. Fires burn without warmth, and if any living come we reach for their souls, we scream for them. They are careless and they must join us. We will everlast here. cruelly, painfully, but always with a little…
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It's Been A Year
by Sadig Gasim Mukhayer It’s been a year… And I’ve felt the most amount of pain my brain could contain & I can claim that I maintained my sanity I’ve lost and gained my faith in humanity one too many times to say I understand reality & my reality provided me with a dream come…
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Prophecies of Alignment
by Mostafa Agha Prophecies of alignment ,, Moon Scarf.. Everybody put three fingers in the air ,, The sky is crackin like breaking jaws The wind is breezin harvesting souls The sun done set from west then rose Live, strive and die for No cause … Welcome to the end of days,, When every river…
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A Tribute to Nas With Notepads
by Enas Suleiman It’s been a year Of words forming from the depth of the two Niles Flowing to merge into a poem. A poem of tribes originating from East, North and West A poem of identities stamped in foreign land That are here, in this space, as one Nile. To Sara Elhassan, whose creativity…
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Ups and Downs
by Ahmed Gihad No matter what I do darkness always follows me It’s like a rain cloud trying to swallow me I’m so close to just giving up and calling quits Only because im tired of a life that’s filled with shit If there’s one thing that I’ve learned in my days There no point…
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We Are…?
by Qutouf Yahia We are every unspoken word because it was needless to say that with each given day we crash and we burn then we rise from the ashes Action. Camera light flashes and we hide our stashes of fermented thoughts compressed in a brewer because there are too many out spoken notions to…