POETRY COMPETITION!.

[1nemansquad]

LH, how could you be so against it when you are by far the fruitiest thing to walked on earth?

[gedo_gurl]

Excellent poems Sadeboi...really good

DR Yalaxoow is a plagiarist....dont steal other people's work waryaa, that is a famous famous poem and Im surprised no-one noticed his blatant plagiarism

[Twisted_Logic]

Makes me wanna get back to poetry..so tempting

Paidmonk,

[LobsterUnit]

oi, oi,oi, oi, yeah, kow, kow, labo, kow, labo, three, yep, yep, ere, ere we go:

when i come to your endz: blad, is ilali
i'll make u eat raw meat like a xabashi
den i'll cum to drum n i'll make u cream: " mum icawi"
man merk chi chi man mc like versace
man, am so mali
make ya ed spin like salvador dali
i know gaajo, gaajo said he don't know you
i know xabad, xabad said she don't know
i know struggle, struggle she don't know
i know beef, beef said he don't know
my name is gaajounit n am dat skinny on da roof
can't shoot me cus a ma ed is bulletproof
say ya better face da truth
man a smash mc like a bottle: dash dash
sa ya better hushman
before ya lyrics get ush
n face get mash
like lightening flash
n be hush

raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. big up all the my peppz.

[1nemansquad]

When have you thought of home?
When I feel
When I smell
The sinister presence
Of the predator called (qabiil)

When have you thought of home?
After rain, the forest's sleek,
Between the pines, the moon startles my heart.
I smile and think of home, I had barely known
A foreign guest in a foreign land

[talxenegus]

They asked for poetry on the net.
To be recited and felt, to make the dry eyes wet.
So I hit them from the Horn with an Ahmed Gurey line.
But I must have been hurt or truly upset.
Because I yelled
I can't take this. No more! No more
No more sad stories from the camel's paradise.
Moreover no more torn hearts and lies;
Somalia is over it, NO MORE, please, no more lies.
No more Soldiers in scholarly disguise
No more democracy in un-Islamic dress.
My father created chaos and I have been named a mess


Presidents sing Somaaliyeey toostooy.
Turn around and take away our mother's joy.
Take away Mother Somalia and the apple of her eye.
Oh mother how many leaders have made you cry?
Here is what she said to me this was her reply.
Out of chaos comes order and the Ignorant jaahil must one day learn.
The economy of the Heart is in Islam and the deeds that you earn.
As I turned around the youth of the today yell Burn mofo burn.
But yet to god belong the earth and the Indian Ocean.
My sisters have been killed and raped in silence………
And my land spiraled into brotherly commotion.
Why, why oh why is to violence our devotion?
Talent wasted like over turned glasses.
Infectious disagreement given to Somalia by the worldly masses;
External damage from domestic clashes;
This is what happens when the moral hard-drive crashes.
Somalia.com/qabiil&hate/war&rape with undless slashes.

Oh mother Somalia do you bleed like me or did your wounds heal.
Could you show me those old pictures of you in rest?
hundred years ago when no disease were in our breast;
She screamed " nin rag iska dhig" as she held me closely to her age old chest.

She said: ninka ragaga eh waa ninka hooyadiis ixtiraamo and knows that he is blessed.

Let the poets appear. Let the poets be clear

[1nemansquad]

talxe, that was different mate

[eyes-only]

oi, oi,oi, oi, yeah, kow, kow, labo, kow, labo, three, yep, yep, ere, ere we go:

when i come to your endz: blad, is ilali
i'll make u eat raw meat like a xabashi
den i'll cum to drum n i'll make u cream: " mum icawi"
man merk chi chi man mc like versace
man, am so mali
make ya ed spin like salvador dali
i know gaajo, gaajo said he don't know you
i know xabad, xabad said she don't know
i know struggle, struggle she don't know
i know beef, beef said he don't know
my name is gaajounit n am dat skinny on da roof
can't shoot me cus a ma ed is bulletproof
say ya better face da truth
man a smash mc like a bottle: dash dash
sa ya better hushman
before ya lyrics get ush
n face get mash
like lightening flash
n be hush

raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. big up all the my peppz.

That was fantastic

[sadeboi]

Thanks Gedo-girl...here is when relating to Somali-lands.

The Land of my Fathers:

The land of my fathers
Is known for its endless beauty
For the majestic scenery that lures you in like a magnet
Maintaining a grip over your heart

Snippets of the Serengeti
and the glistening of the Indian
Confront you from corner to corner
You could sit still for hours
Dazzled by its beauty until the sun greets the moon

Father, if it was possible
I would steal your memories in broad daylight
For the sole purpose to collect your imagery of the land

I want to reach the top of the mountain
Overlooking Naaso hablood
As I gaze at Hargiesa

I want to travel to Warsheikh
Mingle with the warriors
That fear only the wrath of God

I would ride the river
Until the presented with the lush greens of Shabelle
Where boys barely of age recite Shirib to lovers

Father, the plains of Sool
Solidify beauty the best for me
At Beledweyn I could barely breathe
Standing in the Jewel of the Horn

Father, have you drank caanogeel?
Only in Caabudwaaq can milk seem like honey
And in Bari does a piece of fish seem like a five course meal

Father, let’s go dancing in Dhagaxbuur
To the fine tunes of the dhaanto
Let’s chant like our fathers in praise of the land

Of girls and guntiino
Of men with macawiis,
Of geels and gabays
Loox, qod, and quran
Of lovers and Dervishes

The land of my fathers
The land of Milk and Honey
The land of the Somali!

[Basra-]

the entire poetry in this thread stinks. With exception of my poem of course.

[sadeboi]

Talxe nice message...basra..are you pissed no one replied to yours..well A for effort...A for effort Basra

[Mystic_Angel]

I'm glad i refrained.
I'm glad i restrained
Myself from calling you in my deepest, darkest hour.
For all the moments of pleasure our passion always turns sour.
Twisted words from twisted tongues

Once tied in knots now tied in thought.
Best to let it alone to die.
Best not to risk a try.
For falling is too much to take
When we're just repeating break, break, break.
Best to leave it alone to die.
Best not to risk a try....

[1nemansquad]

Mystic, how is that related to Somalia? wareeer

[eyes-only]

Mystic, how is that related to Somalia? wareeer

My thoughts exactly but so far one of the best

[zingii]

the entire poetry in this thread stinks. With exception of my poem of course.

Tii buurneed fiirsha sida ay isku amaanto.