Best Aman Poems
In these perplexing days, I look around and lying seems to be the norm a political storm with high officials who cannot solve the nation's debt.yet *********** is protected by law. Safe places for investments are rare. Does anyone care? Our justice system is no longer just. Nations at war over spiritual lust. Families, friends, the ones who claim your trust are people who often hurt you the worst, so badly it makes clean lips want to curse. terrible plague of deadly diseases. Fornication these to abortion, adultery is a scandal that leads to family's broken in calamities. Moral degeneracy need to a decline of spirituality. refusing to abstain from drugs and alcohol has brought untold woes to billions, this wicked epidemic is jailing people each day in the millions. our schools are teaching our children how to have sex outside marriage, rather than teaching them how to get into college. I know you have heard the saying " What you don't know won't hurt you" when the reality is what you don't know will harm you. Because ignorance is expensive. Wars have been started because of lies, and people have fought on the side of fools who don't know the truth. At the expense of lost live, families torn apart, money that funds these wars, and anger, revenge on the lips of those who lost hope in God.
Aman
Categories:
aman, betrayal, bible, christian, conflict,
Form:
Baila, baila,
querida, tu corazón baila,
tu pelo baila,
tus ojos bailan,
y yo, cerca de ti,
yo te tengo en mis brazos,
querida,
con tu olor de naranjas y miel.
La música es nuestra,
baila, baila,
el rítmo nos lleva
con sus brazos de amor y del tango.
¡Qué viva Carlos Gardel,
con su canto sonoro,
con los bandonios de locura y sueños!
Señales de alegría,
señales de musica vivante.
La noches del tango nos hacen volar,
como pájaros sin destino,
volando con un rítmo salvaje,
corazón del diaboblo nocturno,
nuestros cuerpos aman la música,
estrellas del corázon,
tango de deseos,
anhelos nocturnos,
un rítmo conocido
entre amantes.
Noche de tango,
noche de corazónes,
deja volar nuestro amor
con alas suaves de alegría.
El tango es nuestro,
baila, corazón, baila.
Deja las noches vibrar,
bailando,
cantando
con la locura del tango.
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Dance, dance,
my love,
your heart is dancing,
your hair is dancing,
your eyes are dancing,
and I,
so close,
holding you in my arms,
my love,
with your odor of oranges and honey.
The music is ours,
dance, dance,
Rhythm leads us
with its arms of love and the tango.
Long live Carlos Gardel,
with his sonorous songs,
with the bandeon od madness and dreams!
Signals of joy,
signal of living music.
The nights of the tango make us fly,
like birds without a destiny,
flying with turbulent beat,
heart of the night's devil,
our bodies love the music,
stars of the heart,
tango of desire,
nightly wishes,
well known rhythm
between lovers..
Nights of the tango,
nights of hearts,
let our love fly
with the soft wings of joy.
The tango is ours,
dance, my heart, dance.
Let the night tremble,
with the madness of the tango.
Categories:
aman, musiclove,
Form:
Free verse
If my grandmother was a man,
She could have been the Goliath of the East
Her barns of yam could have been the largest
In the community with her tubers as tall as
The Iroko tree- the king tree of the forest.
If my grandmother was a man,
She could have dance like king David
She could have dream like Joseph,
If my grandmother was a man, many
Beautiful undefiled women could have gone mad
For the sake of his love glowing preciously.
If my grandmother was a man,
She could have been mourned like the mourning
Of an only son in Nkporo land by the Professional
Mourners in a row call to savor their voices of gold
To her corpse.
If she was a man,
She could have lived a life withou limits,
go to the heaven where men dreaded to be crown.
Yesteryears, no lady in Nkporoland could stand her
When she danced, the sand went up in saluatation,
Her legs were made of golden jelweries and her
Voice was honey to the ears of the hearer.
The stars were here friend as a woman,
The moon, her cup bearer and the air;
Bears her hairs in an unquestionable manner.
In the morning, the birds sings for her
Picking at her hair in goodness.
I wish she was a man, she could have been a
Aman in a thousand men.
Categories:
aman, africa, age, art,
Form:
Ballad
Don't say promises that you can't make
Don't make vows you know your gonna break
Just be A MAN and don't lie...
Don't build a dream when your gonna break it
And don't say you love someone when you fake it
Just be A MAN and don't lie...
Don't hold someone if you're gonna let them go
Don't build them up if you're gonna threw them low
Just be A MAN and don't lie...
Don't tell them words fill with love and hope
Don't pull them from their pain to put them in a bigger one and cut the saving rope
Just be A MAN and don't lie...
Categories:
aman, boyfriend, break up, emotions,
Form:
Sonnet
Poems behind the bar[s],
Begging...calling from high and far,
Oh!...God...mighty...Akbar,
Whiten our souls from dirt and tar!
Help us to bring back the whiteness to the city,
And sow a climate of love and pity,
Our hearts are rotten with revenge,
And throned with hatred and blind enmity,
Help us to change and transform
The mourning and yelling that inform..
The screams of victims who roam,
The dark empty corridor(s),
Into a joyful Yuyulations,
And a baby-babbling...jubilation,
The friendly gossips and fascination,
Of the laborious quarters and more...
To recall the nightingale-like gathering,
The family bond and fathering,
The story-telling of granny-mothering,
The fairy-tails and folklore,
The early prayers and adhan..
And the break-fasting in peace-Aman,
But now we're living under a ban,
Under the general and his corps.
Categories:
aman, abuse, conflict, feelings, military,
Form:
Rhyme
Walking besides the beloved's yard.
I saw her fragrance-enchanting the palace..
Her rosy essence couldn't make me stand-
For another while;darted I inside the house..
Fetching the water to the greens;
Stood she-besides me.
The eyes met-the song on her lips too.
She enchanted-the bells,of the holy day.
Couldn't stop my feet-to watch her lips..
And my day saw-the rainbow of the evening
At that very second;that very minute..
Walked closer;with my hands clapping..
Clapping in disguise..
She stopped the tone-as soon as I fall.
Felling on the ground-wasn't painful;
Especially when you see
The rose of her face
Opened wide;grinning at me..
Maybe-it wasn't the love;
Love which is scribbled in
The books of my shelf..
Maybe-it's the voice-of that young fairy-
Tinkerbell..
I thought about "The Solitary Reaper".
But her tone;seems no sad to me..
Instead it suggested me her willingness
To find me...
although she didn't see me-
Behind the wild bushes..
I stood up-and
Now the chirpy laugh was over..
She didn't murmur a word;
I waved my hand-
She didn't reply..
But still I waved my hand..
Pardon. I said. To intrude into her garden-
She smiled-and waved me back..
Soon-within mere seconds I felt..
My chest wrapped-
In her cold hands..
And she chirped just few words-
"Why are you late;missed you.."
I forgot for few minutes-
That she was my second half-
The one who promised me;
To gloom my life-
That too-on our
"Own wedding day.."
Soon- And sooner..
The clouds wrapped the earth-
And we stepped
Stepped the front door of the house..
Some memoirs are so great;
Can be remembered everyday-
But exist-only in the lateral world
-So called 'Poet' Aman Khaneja
Categories:
aman, blessing, princess, romantic, teen,
Form:
Free verse
Those mortals who have a history of
About five million years having survived
Many calamities: fires floods viruses
Hurricanes, tornadoes and earthquakes
Man made wars and environmental events
A minute ball in cosmic terms, afloat
In nothingness of space held by tug of
Neighboring planets. Shooting stars Hit and
Miss Some burrowing leaving craters or
Vanish in black hole. Foretelling fate of
Worn out planets in the universe, spent
Themselves maintaining sovereignty over
The vast suspended universe that is
Immeasurable on all accounts which
Makes it unmanageably immense
And boundless. A minute globe in the midst
Of infinite cosmos occupied the
Central place in our limited logic
A people whose ancestors once expelled
From heaven now teeter on extinction
And are at the brink of destroying earth
Nature cries in the form of jolting rumbles
Of earth quakes and loud roar of tornadoes
Sends repeated warnings of forest fires
Raises ambient temperature of the earth
Dotted with torrential rains causing floods
If we fail to heed cries of nature and
See what is staring us in the face we
Are bound to lose like the dying sequoia
No amount of foil can stand fury of
Nature. To challenge it is to spit in the wind.
© 2021 Aman
Categories:
aman, environment, planet, universe, world,
Form:
Blank verse
Most gracious heavenly Father,
Humbley I come to you in prayer;
Thanking you for another sweet day,
of life I get to share.
I thank you for the warm sunshine,
and the breeze that stirs the air;
I thank you for tender mercies,
I see them everywhere.
Most gracious heavenly Father,
I thank you for the trials I face;
I thank you for the temptations,
Saten has put in place.
For when I am weak then I am strong,
your holy word tells me so;
and nothing can ever separate us,
Your with me where ever I go.
Most gracious heavenly Father,
my true loving and caring God;
I thank you for walking beside me,
down the paths of life I trod.
I thank you for the courage,
you give to me in loss;
I thank you for your holy Son,
for me who died upon the cross.
Most gracious heavenly father,
Please hear these words I pray;
Please fill me with your holy spirit,
so I may learn your ways.
Place your will upon my heart,
open my eyes to see;
The needs of other people,
what ever they may be.
I thank you with all my heart and soul,
in Jesus Christs name I pray;
That you may always find glory,
through all I do and say.
AMAN
Categories:
aman, dedication, devotion, faith, hope,
Form:
Indeed, Martyrs do not die
They are in the God’s care
Their deeds of upholding honors
Engraved in the bosom
In the thought of the youth
They are lights that remind
Until the next generations
Nature City, Aman Road,
17 March 2015
Categories:
aman, allah, art, beautiful, beauty,
Form:
Bio
naming salvation
minus the messiah
contemplate- massage the message
troubled vanity con-
sumes the putrid mass
fallen figures- forgotten faith-
fickle fiber-optic fancies
payment ensures
yuletide forgiveness and crucified lessons
do not question
I pray
for weakened masses
I plead
for troubled passage
I demand
answers
give me the question
I demand the question
ChristIamthequestion
in your name saying
Aman.
Categories:
aman, angst, confusion, social,
Form:
Free verse
Who can love me like you
Sin after sin and your bac i havent seen yet
No one is as forgivin as you
No on listens and understands like you do
When times get rough i know i can always count on you
Thru my down fall you pic me up
Yea i found a true friend in you
Sometimes my soul may fall out of touch but you mend my soul
Another reason for lovin you
No matter what i can always turn to you
You are my sun when my clouds are blue
Even on the brighted days you make them brighter then the suns rays
You are my band-aid when i have a sore
I have faith in you
Trust in you
With out you my road is sure to close
I share the friendship we have wit so many more
But still at the end i always win havin the top score
I praise you not only because your giving and wiling
But you show me the right way and open my eyes to better ways and new
beginings
I praise you because my heart says so
Sometimes i may lose all sight when it come to you
I may stray away from my faith within you
But i will always love you
For you are my father and i put no one or thing before you
GOD take this as a word of faith, praise, and love
Take this as askin you to help me thru life when the devils pullin me from your
holy club
Take this as me praise'n you for who you are
And what you have help me become so far
Tears fall for you
Young but in touch i will always have time for you
3 to 5 times i take out time to talk to you
Morning, meal time, and night time pluse my personal time too
Tellin you i love you or tellin you how my day is goin because of you
But in the end i still come to realize you are my true best friend
Yes i found that in you
Hope'n that who ever reads this will find you in them too
Now that ive said my words to you there nothin else to do but say Aman for my
little talk wit youOW
Categories:
aman, faith, friendship, inspirational, life,
Form:
a man paraphrased "AMEN" UNDER AN AWNING AT THE DAWNING OF ANOTHER DEPLORABLE DAY
AND SUMMONED FORTH THE WORDS OF PROPHECY THE HOLY SPIRIT URGED HIM TO SAY
IT WAS AN AWNING UNDER A BUILDING ON BROADAY BETWEEN FORTY-FIRST STREET AND FORTY SECOND
WHEN THEREUPON THE DESPERATE DERELECTS WERE THUSLY BECKONED
WHEREUPON THOSE BEHOLDEN BEHELD A GOLDEN STAFF HELD IN A HAND WHICH WREAKED OF HISTORIES
A MAN TO EXPLAIN A MYRIAD OF MYSTERIES
A SPIRIT SURROUNDED BY AN AURA AS RADIANT AS ANY GEM
WITH AN AUDIENCE TO KNEEL AT HIS LINEN'S HEM
THE MAN FILLED WELL THE HOLES OF THE UNHOLY
AND LIFTED THE INVISIBLE VEIL
TO MAKE GOD'S WORD BECOME TRUE, HONEST AND REAL
IN A MOST FUNDAMENTALK WAY
FROM THE LOOK OF LONELINESS
WHILST I HEARD HIM RECOUNT "THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT"
AS IF IT HAD BEEN AUTHORED BY HIS SOUL AND SOLELY HIS SOFTENED HEART
AND THAT THE SEAS WERE HIS ALONE TO PART
HE WOULD,
SWORE THIS GENTLE MAN
PERCEIVE PEACE AS A PRIORITY
WHILE MISERY BECAME A MAJORITY
AND WOULD MAKE MADNESS A MINORITY
AS HIS EYES SHONE BRIGHTER THAN THE CHERISHED CHERRY RED RUBIES UPON HIS GOLDEN STAFF
A MAN WITH NO OFFERING OF A SACRIFICIAL CALF
INSTEAD HE WAS A SOUL WHICH SOUGHT SOLACE IN THE CESSATION OF SORROW
AND THE TAMING OF TORMENT TEMPTED BY TOMORROW
AND THEN WITH VEHEMENCE
THIS SACRED SPIRIT VOWED AN END TO VIOLENCE
AND SUDDENLY THE BEHODEN ONES BECAME BORN AGAIN BY THE BEAUTY OF THE MAN'S MAJESTY
AS HE VOWED HIS GRACE EVER SO LAVISHLY
BUT JUST THEN...
'TWAS AT THAT POINT A MIGHTY WIND CAME TO BLOW THE BEHOLDEN ONES FROM BROADAY TO BELIEF
DUE TO A MAN WITH LOGIC AND MYSTICISM PROFFERED AS RELIEF
I WAS NEVER PRIVILAGED TO SEE THAT SOAPBOX PROPHET AGAIN
HOWEVER, I STILL HEAR THE ECHO OF HIS TENDERLY TENDERED "ALAS AND AMEN"
(C) 2012 PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
aman, angst,
Form:
Monorhyme
Lord help me joyful,
for the love to my life you bring,
Place a song deep in my heart,
so I may daily sing;
Praises unto thy holy name,
As long as I shall live;
And as you gave to me your love,
help me like wise to give.
Help me oh lord not to be selfish,
in and through my life;
Help me never to covet,
another mans home or wife.
Lord give to me compassion,
so that I might be able to see;
The pain and suffering of others,
and help lead them to thee.
Lord place a prayer upon my heart,
for the people I do not know;
And where ever I may travel in life,
Your love help me to show.
I thank you Lord for the privilege,
of being able to come before thee!
And I thank you for my salvation,
and the promise of eternity!
Aman
Categories:
aman, devotion, faith, inspirational, upliftingme,
Form:
R-umagasa man ang tubig,
A-ng tiwala'y hindi mababawasan;
N-aubos man ang tinatangkilik,
D-iyos pa rin ang
Y-aman.
P-ag-asa't pananampalataya
A-y mananatili pa rin;
A-lukin man ng diyablong kaaway,
L-akas ng Diyos ang nasa damdamin.
I-ka-labingwalo ng Setyembre,
S-a Diyos pa rin ang iyong pag-ibig;
B-umagyo man ay hindi tatalikod,
O-o, rumagasa man ang tubig.
Categories:
aman, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic
Hamain dramaybaz kehnay walo
Ham dramaybaz sahi tum batao tum kya ho?
Kya tum Auliya ho?
Kya tum malaika ho?
Kya tum pakbazi kay mujasmay ho?
Kya tum sadiq-o-ameen ho?
Kya tum hidayat ki talqeen ho?
Kya tum pholon ki mehak ho?
Kya tum kanton bhara chaman ho?
Kya tum shanti-o-aman ho?
Kya tum thark ki dukan ho?
Kya tum chaskon kay pehalwan ho?
Kya tum nafsaniyat ka tofan ho?
Kya tum bay hodgi ka imkan ho?
Tum munafiq ho ya musalman ho?
Hamain dramaybaz kehnay walo
Tum batao tum kya ho?
Note. Crows calling us black.
Categories:
aman, abuse, change, character, discrimination,
Form: