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Best Poems Written by Mash Mulla

Below are the all-time best Mash Mulla poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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When I Die

When I die,

Remember me in your actions and words you speak,

How I used to kiss your sweet lips,

How I held you tightly and left you breathless,

I loved you regardless of your mistakes and temper,

When I die

Burn my body so I can be at peace,

Pour my ashes into the deep sea,

Don’t cry for me I will always be with you

When I die

 Remember

 The best times are those I spent with you,

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Mr President

MR. PRESIDENT

Your country was fruitful and successful,
You brought up vibrant kids and improved the lives of her subject,
She was the role model for others to follow,
Now she gives birth to the desperate and the weak,
Today she stands in ruins,

Dilapidated building,
Broken houses,
Broken families,
Dusty roads,
Her economy suffers like the typhoid epidemic,
She gives birth to orphans who weep and cry just to have their families back.

Raped at gun point,
Forced to see their children die,
Mr. President!!!

What transpired? What triggered all this?
Mr. President
You exploded like a time bomb,
To change the history and stir your country into civil war,
From its paradise to its hell,
The role model of Africa now  a cursed country,
Your citizens desert you like an epidemic,

It’s been left helpless like a ghost town,
Watch it fall like a ghost town,
She was once a country of hope,
She was once the future of Africa,
Africa’s pride and joy.

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My Name Is

MY NAME IS?
I always wake up feeling paranoid but never alone,
How many faces and shapes will I take?
Like a snake which sheds its skin, I change every time from one country to another, 
Wearing different faces, different masks,
I feel blessed and fortunate each time I help someone,
I helped improve people’s lives,
Living the dream life,
Feed the poor, provided shelter to the homeless,
They all seem to love me,
I have lived for ages,
I have seen wars; diseases and famine wipe out generations,
I will never really die,
Humans depend on me for survival,
My dark side emerges every time,
I sleep with prostitutes, slay queens &drug dealers, 
 I Made men & women kill for me,
They Offer sacrifices and demonic worship,
Some even worship me,
They have burned me with witches, but I keep coming back
Rising from the ashes like the phoenix bird,
Just to get a piece of my power,
I have brought down emperors, monarchy and countries,
I have led men to slaughter and began revolutions, 
I have been buried with dead presidents, kings and wealthy businessmen,
Some church members preach for me and lead their congregations astray,
Tonight I will dine with evil men whose hearts are dark,
My company will be heroin, cocaine, meth, molly, alcohol and purple haze, 
Some will purchase this products overdose, others will murder just to get a piece of the pie,
I lived with cartels, gangsters, mobsters   and they all love me,
They hide me on mattresses, carpets, ceilings, hidden cabinets and safes,
Some wrap me up in rubber bands, plastic bags,
Yesterday my company was the desert eagle, ak47, Uzi submachine gun, 33 callable pistols and m16,
These weapons of war will take innocent lives and wage war between different countries,
Will I ever die or go to sleep forever,
I am just tired of living this life,
Tomorrow they will print my brothers and hand me out,
I come in different denominations,
They call me Money, Benjamin’s, ace, bling- bling, dough & cash money.

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My Wife

She’s that lady, who fills the house with love,
She that lady, whose presence is felt,
The mother of my beloved Nikita
Nothing will ever bring us apart and I will always be at her side,
If worst comes to worst I would fight for her even if it was the last day on earth
The reason I stand tall and walk with her majestically to my pals,
She’s like a gold coin that never fades,
Always giving to others what they need,
To those who have no home, no fire to warm them in the cold dark days,
Her beauty comes from all dimensions like a visible shining pillar,
A pillar she stands tall for those she loves and cares for,
She Speaks her mind what’s good and what’s bad, the first critic when work is done poorly
She fights for love and always gets what she wants,
She’s like a big dolphin that saves those that drawn in their own misery in this ocean of life.
I just hope Nikita turns out to be like her.

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Love

Does love hurt this much?

When life opened its arms to give me a hug and I embraced it,
Life made me feel alive and I lived my life,
Living with you and feeling your arms around me each time,
Living like two big shadows in the dark together, we seemed inseparable,
Together alive like the blight moon, together forever,
Shining in each other hearts,

Does love hurt this much?

You came into my life when it was empty,
Emptiness that made me feel incomplete,
Hunted by the thoughts that I could be alone,
Now we seem to be together like two shinning coins,
Shining like the bright stars always reflecting our lives,

Does love hurt this much?

While I swim in the sea of life,
Love so pure like the blue sea,

Does love seem to hurt this much?

Emptiness now hunts me again
Emptiness seems to call out my name
Looking at this last possession I hold
Her possession I feel possess me
Painting my old  life
So much pain, so much baggage,
Pain that chews and eats me alive,
There you go again chasing your dreams and hopes,
Hopes to find another lover,
Hopes to feel alive again,
I look at this chapter of my life,
A chapter full of joy and sorrow,
Sorrowful tears, I have sprayed
During this cold winter,
Does love hurt this way I feel so much pain and cold in my soul

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Life

Life does not always give you what you want, 
sometimes life is unfair, when you seem to be going through a rough path,
When the zeal of life fades away,
When no new springs of life emerge, a dark cloud hangs above you, just remember we all go through this,
What you touch breaks and what you make crumbles,
Life is a two way street,  you’re not alone, never quit when the journey has just began,
Never throw in the towel, life is up and down, we never always get what we want,
The best things in life are free, and if you want the finest things in life you have to go out there and get them,
The music may stop but life goes on, every new day is a challenge, the worst failure is never trying,
When we fall short of our dreams and aspirations, hope is the only message that carries us though the day,
Hope that there will be a better tomorrow 
Hope that the grass is greener on the other side,
Hope that the dark clouds will move away,

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My Girlfriend

Sometimes when I look up its you I see,
Some days when it’s raining you put a smile on my face,
An angel with wings you come to shield me,
Your beauty is it’s in own class,

The lady of the lake that  is blue and pure,
The sunshine that calms the big storm,
It’s so unbelievable that I met you,
you are like
The mine that was never dug,
The hourly class that cannot’t  be refueled,
A treasure you hold that I am yet to unveil,
A pillar you stand as one never to fall aside,

Fashion is a class I will give you eight,
If beauty was classified yours is timeless,
your beautiful hair that floats above the air,
Your presence that covers my lonely side,
Like a dove you bring peace to my heart.
Today enjoy my company and time,
On this special anniversary,
Arrive like the living,
Lucky to be by  your side,
You have my heart,
As I await you tonight,

Flowering your bed with roses,
Light up the candle in your bedroom,
Pour Champaign in your attic room,
Together we are a team,
Together it is magic,
Your kiss takes away my breath,
Let me curve these sculptures with your name.

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R I P

Time stood still,
Darkness seemed to overcome me,
When I received that call,
I made frantic calls to my relatives,
Trying to breathe out the sadness,

You had been hospitalized,
As the family gathered around,
we were busy like bees trying to seek the best treatment,
My world seemed to turn upside down,
Every day I had to visit you ,
Trying to make small talk,
Conversations in whispers,

Time stood still,
As days became nights,
In my eyes seasons seemed to come and go,
As we arranged for the surgery,
You woke up from that coma,
Only for a few seconds and minutes,

Sprayed tears, seemed forever in my eyes,
a thousand voices in my head,
I was in my own world,
As the day turned into night,
As the  blue moon emerged,
You passed away,
Gone forever from us,

My tears soaked my pillow at night,
I could see your pain, but could not let you go,
Now its been years,
My mum is not yet over your lose,
Sometimes vivid dreams come to me,
Remembering those old stories about our tribe,
Outside the fire place,

When the night was young and silence filled the air,
If wishes were horses,
I could wish to see you again ,
So you could brighten my smile granny,
These memories will remain painted in my mind,
What a sweet soul you were,
It’s sad the lord called you home,
To live grandpa behind,

Today I visit you once again,
To remember the good old times,
I can still feel your presence as the wind blows my sad tears away.

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Life

Life does not always give you what you want but what you demand from it,
Life is like a roller costar you spin until your last ride.,
Life is like the waves,

When you live this life expect people to be different,
What you see is not what you always get,
Your close friends tend to disappoint you when you least expected,
When you think you figured out life temptations hit you.

When you feel as though you are stuck in a big hole and can’t get out,
People see you smiling on the outside but inside your dying,
Promises never kept,
Those you least expected to help you come to your rescue,
you feel as though your are becoming a stranger to your family every single day,
Life is like ecstasy and you feel as though you are a junkie who wants one more fix,
Nothing comes easy and you sweat trying to make it,
As the rich drive in the poor walk to work,
You come to a realization nobody is who they say they are,
They are either out there to get you or take favors from you,

Life is like a gambler who can’t stop gambling,
Life is when you hit rock bottom,
It’s when you bend your principles and values,
It’s the religious  or cult people join.

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Love

Love is a gift from heaven day,
Since you came into my life it’s now organized,
From  a ransacked life to that a king desires,
From the desperate and destitute to the jovial young man,
You bring hope to the desperate,
Your walk shows the soft side of life,
Light the candles of our life ,
Warm my heart with sweet words,
What brought you here such a sweet personality?
 your life is a mystery just like a fair tale,
Every time you are away I do something that reminds me of you,
Your  long hair that swings with your walk
Once I thought loneliness was my destiny,
Now you complete me in every way.