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KATA TAJAM by aliefya, syantrie
The Sheikh by Davis, Abimbola Mosobalaje
Up another level by Pyatt, Michael
Tak Lekang Oleh Waktu by Noor, Earl
EK SHAIR by rabi, rabia iqbal
Lamha by shaikh, shadab
COULDN'T HELP MYSELF by curtis futch jr, kurtis scott aka

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The Sheikh

The flying hills and its tinted gold
Its pyramids and the blinking moulds
Beautiful the night, a city behold
New dawn it was at Bur Dubai

The city that never boasts of mountain
Infertile the land unfriendly the grains
Until comes a dreamer called Maktoum
Muhammed, the son to raise the tune
At the sea end stands nations inertia
In father’s desires, Maktoum built to sky
Descendants of warriors, to sea he claimed
To build the Palms, the earth, for world to hail

Copyright © Abimbola Mosobalaje Davis | Year Posted 2016

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Poems, prose and roses
Poets hate politicians
Poets prefer poking pens at people
P-words, power and paupers
Poets love writing about love
Tears, the sky and meadows

Poets are prostitutes
They are sex vendors
They expose their naked thoughts
To the world
They talk dirt without apology
And care less about anyone's emotions
Poets are short-tempered like a mini skirt
Like a G-string, there's a thin line between poetry and bigotry
Poets flaunt their innermost secrets for attention

Poets are prostitutes
Because poets are deep
They spread carnal diseases 
Such as satire, criticism, rebellion, revolution, philosophy and the worst diseases of all:
Human love and hate

Poets write out of need,
Self-righteousness, lust and malice.
Poets lurk in the twilight corners of solitude
Under the street lights of obsession
Poets are a minority group
Protesting for equal rights
And recognition of poetry as a profession
And they claim poetic license
Poets sometimes render their sensual services
To ingrates who refuse to pay attention
Poets are often sneered upon in a hypocritical society
And a critical clique of readers
Poets get arrested at night
As this is the time when the goddess of creativity is moaning with faked pleasures of expression.

Poets **** you up for fun.

Writers are whores
Who lust for the misery of others
Their pens drip at the orgy of words
They write from different positions
They milk rhyme and reason dry
They suck life's dictations
Until the truth 'cums' out in torrents
Poets at times endure penetrations of mediocrity
And implants of other people's labour
For the sheer ecstasy of public approval
And literary glory

Poets can rob you of your money
By sweet endearing words
So you have been warned:

Beware of these brutal bards
They can easily elope with your spouse!

Copyright © CHEGE MBUGUA | Year Posted 2014

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Minnaton Se Mili Ho Mujhe,
Muddaton Mein Gawaa Diya Toh Kya Haasil.

Copyright © shadab shaikh | Year Posted 2013

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Copyright © rabia iqbal rabi | Year Posted 2013

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as the story goes
you got my noses
like noone els
i couldn't help  but wept
loving you too

Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2013

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Tak Lekang Oleh Waktu

Perihal kebaikan yang datang
Kebaikan itu pantas menyentuh aku
Sentuhan yang membuat aku terhutang
Sentuhan itu juga mengusik kalbu

Barangkali ia kebaikan yang sedikit
Namun besar nilainya di sisi aku
Resah, gusar, pedih dan sakit
Lantas aku tenang, hanya kerna kebaikan yang sedikit itu

Maka masakan mampu aku lupa
Pada kebaikan yang sifatnya sebegitu
Tak terbeli walau digadai dunia seisinya
Tak tertebus meski sampai hujung waktu

Kerana itu aku menjual janji
Selalu aku berdoa semoga sentiasa dipelihara Ilahi
Juga segala kudrat yang ada bila dipinta akan aku beri
Moga dengannya terbayar kebaikan yang pernah aku rasai

Masih panas rasanya di dalam dada
Walau hari-hari itu sudah lama berlalu
Kesan tangan peribadi yang baik dan mulia
Kekal ia dalam ingatan tak lekang oleh waktu.

Copyright © Earl Noor | Year Posted 2014

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Up another level

I got slower in my travels
The sadder the sights that meet my eyes
A reflection on the train windows
Cities in decay, streets overcome with tears
It cant move fast enough for me
I feel the dirt of the city cling to my face

Just sinking in the quicksand
Hold up my hand for one last chance to be found
up another level, holding out for an angel
It could be you, although I'd take a chance on just about anyone

I have flown through clouds of ash
I have tasted the grass and its not sweeter
On this side or the other
Gotta reach up another level
Dont want to be touched by the devil
Please dont stray from me my guardian angel

Hanging from a thread
Spun by a spider since long dead
Its up another level waiting to be released
And this waiting game will finally cease

Copyright © Michael Pyatt | Year Posted 2015

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kata-kata yang tajam 
bisa menjadi pedang penikam
untuk menghancurkan keburukan
dan menggiring pada kebaikan

Jogjakarta, 30 April 2016

Copyright © syantrie aliefya | Year Posted 2016