Madah Poems

Sing Lord My God I WILL RAISE MY HANDS IN PRAISE;
Chant I SHALL CRY OUT YOUR HOLY NAME 
Praise I AM
LOVE YOU ABBA  (Father)
Glory, holy  PRAISE YOU ADONAI
Mercies  EL ELYON The God most high
Sing--I WILL RAISE MY...Read More

“Sampai masa tibanya waktu,
Redup hati kau berdua,
Bila dua jasad bersatu,
Hidup mati jadi bersama.”
(Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa)
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Cuba saja aku terjaga
Dikala madah sering digubah 
Bak sejambak bunga indah
Pasti aku mabuk dengan sabda.

Cuba saja aku terjaga
Diwaktu adab hangat terjulang
Budi bahasa ditimang sayang
Pasti akan lalai...Read More

I'm writing this down because I don't know how to express my feelings or emotions
I feel so much that I get lost in emotional adventures of anguish, sometimes of ones with angels
I am writing this down not to move on...Read More

No one ever had a more devoted super patron.
He marveled at every painting and poem I thought up.
He cheered at each of my gaudy crazy color choices,
He toasted all my thoughts with a golden glass tribute cup.

He wanted to buy...Read More

  (Fact)

I  am not a Queen but we do shared the same birthday.
She's the greatest role model ever existed to me
She's is the person I would look up to more than my parents.
She would be the type of...Read More

Mom and Dad's wedding picture
frames a glass-covered black and white frozen moment
with warm smiles 
for invisible cameras.

He in his WWII uniform
of a first class private Republican
with recent patriotic death technology experience.

She in a white satin dress,
veil innocently pulled back,
rosy, more...Read More

You are just you are
The love of my heart.
It's just me,I just love
Now with just that.

Can not live in,
Away from you,
Now also a moment.
It is from you only from you,
Is my world.

I do not have any more anymore
Than you to...Read More

Zero chills 
Poping pills 
Month 9 panctured belly
Baby never made it
Mama still shaking booty
Thursday reaggae 
Still lit she feel
Someone call Dr dolittle
I got a litre of baby bloody juice
Lit mamma,s litter 
Littered by the lit mama
Little she knows 
Pappy needs...Read More

Abstraction is an old story with the philosophers, but it has been like a new toy in the hands of the artists of our day. Why can't we have any one quality of poetry we choose by itself? We can...Read More

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

Jogjakarta, 30 April 2016...Read More

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...Read More

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...Read More

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...Read More

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...Read More

 AAYE UMMAT MUSLIMA TERE LIYE IK LAMHA-E- FIKRIYA
 BHOLEEN HAM IKHTILAFAT KO ,QURBANI KI BANE MESAL


 POETRY BY :RABIA IQBAL RABI...Read More

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

as the story goes
you got my noses
like noone els
i couldn't help  but wept
loving you too
i
COULDN'T HELP
MY SELF...Read More