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Best Poems Written by Mohammed Omer

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The World Is a Game

The world is a game, with many options to choose,
But don’t worry, my friend, you have nothing to lose.

People strive for money, people strive to earn,
But they ignore their families, oh; it is a matter of concern!
Doctors, who once, were saviors of many lives,
Are now killing them, by ripping them with knifes.

Why are we blinded, by blindfolds of lies?
Can we not see the truth before our eyes?
Are the politicians too smart, or are we too dumb?
To let them throttle our minds, and make us numb?

In this game called world, there’s no second chance,
Learn from your mistakes, and then, advance.
Keep moving forward, and never stop, my friend,
Don’t pay heed to others and their useless trends.

The world is a game, with many options to choose,
But don’t worry, my friend, you have nothing to lose.

Copyright © Mohammed Omer | Year Posted 2017



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The Merciless Wolf

There once was a wolf, who craved for food,

It had evil intentions, and never thought good.

One day it noticed six fluffy goats,

Took one of them and grabbed it by the throat.

Then went for the second and scorched it in a blaze,

And on the third goat it had set its gaze.

It ripped the third into pieces apart,

And ate the liver and chewed the heart.

Then took the fourth and dangled it high,

It shouted for help but no one heard its cry.

And soaked the fifth into water so chilling,

The poor little goat had died a death so thrilling.

The wolf grabbed the sixth and threw it down a pit,

Then smiled the merciless wolf, who hesitated not even a bit.

Copyright © Mohammed Omer | Year Posted 2017

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My Mother

My mother is an angel who has come from the sky, 
Who loves me and consoles me, whenever I cry.

My mother is hard working, who doesn't know what's rest, 
For when it comes about work, she is the best.

She never raises her voice, nor her hand, 
Oh God! There's no one like my mom on this land! 

My mom is a lady who hates violence, 
For my mischief, in her, there's a lot of tolerance.

I thank my God for giving me such a mother, 
For her, in this world, I won't ask any other.

Copyright © Mohammed Omer | Year Posted 2016


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