You are a soligaster of the highest order, held in pristine favor by your court. A wordsmith after Satan’s own heart.
Champion of Doublespeak, a demonstrative firebrand with a MAGA-phone. An artful dodger, complete with chaotic DOGE.
Delusions more grandiose than Bonaparte, crowned King of Deception you be a celebrated charlatan who follies in the scam.
Hats off to the Misleader of the Free World, ‘Trumping’ reality in monolith farce filled fallacies, fabulously flaunting fake.
Protagonists of propaganda. Promoter of pandemonium. You thrive in ‘Mythomania’ unraveling truths with charismatic flare.
Purveyor of provocation.
Pestilence peddling Prince of Calamity. May you find solace amongst the shameless.
Categories:
sultan, 11th grade, angst, betrayal,
Form: Ode
You are a soligaster of the highest order, held in pristine favor by your court. A wordsmith after Satan’s own heart.
Champion of Doublespeak, a demonstrative firebrand with a MAGA-phone. An artful dodger, complete with chaotic DOGE.
Delusions more grandiose than Bonaparte, crowned King of Deception you be a celebrated charlatan who follies in the scam.
Hats off to the Misleader of the Free World, ‘Trumping’ reality in monolith farce filled fallacies, fabulously flaunting fake.
Protagonists of propaganda. Promoter of pandemonium. You thrive in ‘Mythomania’ unraveling truths with charismatic flare.
Purveyor of provocation.
Pestilence peddling Prince of Calamity. May you find solace amongst the shameless.
Categories:
sultan, 11th grade, angst, betrayal,
Form: Ode
What fire doesn't burn?
What passion doesn't waste?
What desire still persists
when you have known its taste?
What can bind the roving eye,
Pull the riddle-knot apart?
Who can teach me to transfigure
the sultan in my heart?
12 August 2024
Categories:
sultan, desire, fire, heart, passion,
Form: Rhyme
I choose to abide by Christ's holy law -
Resolve born in faith that His way is true.
A pact between mind and soul - what's the flaw?
If I know it's right, then I'm bound for you!
But I look in the mirrored depths within,
and shudder at the sultan that I see.
Silk-wrapped beast with a taste for ev'ry sin:
pride, indolence, and lust subverting me.
Strong and swift, though dulled by laze and liquor,
the sultan has staked out his claim inside.
I siege his proud palace - he is quicker -
but from God's holy iron, he cannot hide.
For you, my king, I wage war with myself.
The sultan shall fall, clutching his wicked wealth.
25 August 2023
Categories:
sultan, faith, god, introspection, jesus,
Form: Sonnet
He was a handsome man with a face full of strength
We all thought he was marvelous, a king on the brink.
He will become famous, we assured one another.
He had a sultan for a father and a celebrity mother.
But is he genuine? A dolt asked me, not understanding him.
I knew she was asking not out of concern, only a fleeting whim.
He has been more than real to me, I wanted to say.
But I kept this humble opinion from her, far away.
I wanted to keep this majestic king to be to myself.
I put him in my dreams, way up high on my shelf.
I still have memories of him sweeping me away in the night.
On a marvelous magic carpet, with his arms wrapped around tight.
Categories:
sultan, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
1.Me bhi drugs aur smuggling ki kamai say property ka business start karun??
2.Black money ko white kar loun aur kahun daikha Property Dealer hun??
Note.You are a two faced penny.
Categories:
sultan, business, corruption, courage, dark,
Form: Free verse
Haris Sultan,
Bahawalpur Multan..
Categories:
sultan, addiction, depression, drug, games,
Form: Rhyme
If you live long enough
you can outgrow everything
even uncertainty and doubt
As the road fades behind you
and memories compress
giving you a final way out
Taking you into a magical land
between two worlds where you
float in-between
One where you struggled and questioned yourself
and one made of wishes
and dreams
All choices abandoned and willed to the past
the either-or the most cryptic
of tombs
As you travel within and beyond just yourself
all past futures
—time’s sultan of doom
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)
Categories:
sultan, time,
Form: Rhyme
The Sultan of sunny Bahrain,
was caught one day in the rain,
‘So soothing,’ he said,
as it splashed on his head
I hope it happens again.
The Sultan of sunny Bahrain,
now wants to stand in the rain,
‘I’m sure it will help,
to freshen my scalp,
let’s hope it happens again.’
The Sultan of sunny Bahrain,
still waits to stand in the rain,
‘I cannot be sure
it’ll occur once more,
but I hope it happens again.’
The Sultan of sunny Bahrain,
is sure he will stand in the rain,
the temperatures showing,
it soon will be snowing,
it surely it will happen again.
The Sultan of sunny Bahrain,
is standing once more in the rain,
‘Life feels so complete,
now it’s washing my feet,
I so hope it happens again.’
Categories:
sultan, nonsense,
Form: Limerick
in the dream i am the eagle
in search of blissful locations-a nest for potential stay
i decide to live nomadic-for an eternity
on the ground i see the angst...i can hear the hearts giving birth to thoughts
in the sleep i am the exiled sultan
after my throne is snatched in the morning,i stand outside of my kingdom's gate in the noon...
i look into the forever and walk into the portrait of the unknown
when i awake i am the boy...anticipating journey
i am alone...i am stone...lost
i am the rope bound victim...subject to societal torture,the molestation of the mind
i am running trying to fly
I AM the Eagle
Categories:
sultan, angst, art, confusion, fantasy,
Form: I do not know?