Author: IBAHDIPOET
Poetry
Sophia My Desire
MY DESIRE
My heart rotates around your love
For you're all I have
You're my source of Energy
And my centre of Isolation
My greatest wound and speediest recovery
My gains and my celebration
All comes from you OH my greatest Discovery
You're all I desire OH my cup cake
Your worries turn to be my headache
If your love was a job I wouldn't retire
I prefer to stay in it like Abraham in the fire
In it I find comfort like the 12 disciples around the Messiah
You're whom my heart Desire
I love you!!! I love you!!!
Why the hell do I love you?
When I don't even love myself
Neither do I love anyone else
I just don't care
Cos when am with you every bad thing disappear
You can hold my hands and take me any...
PEACE TO THE WORLD
PEACE TO THE WORLD
In times like this.
We preach peace in your hearts.
May our society never fall apart.
But how shall this story ever be told
For it is but a story so cold
That our beautiful world went to sleep at night in ease
Only to awaken to a great terrible and strange disease.
Calamity stroke our society in its severity.
Making humanity dwell in fear And disparity
Pain pilled upon pain
And agony heaped upon agony.
Gracious lives kept perishing day and night worsening our plight.
The nations grieved and lamented over their broken countries.
For joy seamed to have withered and peace was no more.
The foundations of the world is shaken
And with atrocities we are laden.
The clocks still counted,
...BEHIND THE SCULL
MADNESSES
A smile in sorrow washed away all care.
Bones frozen in the sun like frozen fries.
The magnetic eye glare at first sight,
repels like the two opposite poles.
Body soaked in rains.
Whilst bathing in the sand from the midnight night till midnight.
"It" is described he'
Mr.Happy sadly smiled at us.
A smile worse than the cry of a widow.
Soaked to the bizarre of the wicked weathered society.
Today tomorrow and every day is all just life for him.
Will he meet the world,
Or the world meet him.
Will he adjust to the world
Or the world adjust him.
He laughs at wrong and begs his wrong to be right.
Society wonders if he wonders if he's mad.
If so,
Then why wrong be seen o...