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Categories:
caliphs, allah, character, religious, uplifting,
Form: List
Creations of yesterday
the ignorant ones
who follow illusions
Abu Nuwas saw the truth
he lived in pleasures
at the caliphs palace
both flirtatious and aloof
he mocked the righteous
in a glass of fermented grapes
the screams only came later
the little ones ignored
a darkness of tears
Categories:
caliphs, abuse, allegory, art, evil,
Form: Free verse
A poet's flowing poems uplift the souls
of men and sing of legends small and great,
of knights and lords, of fiefdoms, and of fate,
of kings, and pontiffs in ungodly roles!
Long, long ago, these popes, desiring control,
enjoined the knights to charge; and penetrate
their Christ's Jerusalem to decimate
the infidels and caliphs of dark Sheol!
When wanton rulers pillage and plunder, poets
write and sing of their great, immoral acts,
betrayals, carnage, and cabals; tho' it's
wiser to just ignore these damning facts,
let poets instead make them known, so it's
repaid by poetic justice's attacks.
Categories:
caliphs, betrayal, hate, poems, poets,
Form: Italian Sonnet
I am in awe, of castle intrigue
For I am Abu
Nuwas knows who I am
I am jealous, of this is true
Of the fiddler
For his music makes Caliphs smile
All the royal court dances in song
For he makes the hearts of young men sing
With his fiddle
As he plays musical ballads
To enchant the nobles and surfs
He brings men at arms, to think of enchantment
His music plays for all who hear
Yet his fiddle plays only for the one he loves
He can not have her, and the music knows
And if you read the musical intent
Of a lover whose heart will never be lent
You will see within the waltzes of charm
A man who has lost love and thus disarmed
Yet he plays his fiddle, for he hides the despair
And the Kings and agents of his court applaud
They see not the lost desires of a fiddler dissolve
Categories:
caliphs, angst, desire, devotion, history,
Form: Light Verse