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Her Eyes

Her Eyes
Have you seen how ravishing is a pearl
Inside the mouth of a shell?
How it illuminates underneath the sea,
Imagine if it had a pupil and iris as well.
Her Eyes!!!!
So big they could see right through your bones.
A glance into her eyes I could feel my heart depart my soul
As I see the reflection of my heart displayed in her eyes,
At that moment God put an infrared between my heart and her eyes,
I mean how can eyes vacuum my emotions without touching my flesh.
Her Eyes!!!
Angelic, enchanting and prepossessing.
Makes her whole face appear alluring and captivating.
Beauty that makes atheist believe she’s a Goddess.
Roses wish to be watered with her tears as a beauty process.
But where does a poor writer like me fit in?
If I handed her my eyes would she look in?
Her Eyes!!!
An oxymoron of good and bad to my own.
Her Eyes!!!
A lonely demeanor to my soul.
Her Eyes!!!
Makes a cold room feel hot.
If I make a proposal will she accept it or not?
I wanna be part of her eye,
Like a sclera be with her everyday and night
And maybe behind my darkness she could see the light,
Because her eyes is light.

Copyright © Ramadhan Dunia | Year Posted 2017



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Pressures of Life

Pressures of Life
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
That having no perfection but being confident makes you appear bolder.
Reality is far better when my eyes are closed
I see burning arrows coming at me looking at the life I chose.
Held down by gravity forcing me to succumb to this life
And I'm back to being bothered with the pressures of life.

Just thinking of her deigns my heart and mind
Believing there's hope, the more I bleed the more I tried.
Her imperfections turned to memories clouding my mind
Becoming a shadow even during the day, accentuating my strife
And I'm back to being bothered with the pressures of life.

Is it okay to care... or is it such a fault?
Our imperfections are what keeps us from a complete halt.
Looking outside the box, I realise I need to learn more about me
No more pittance for my thoughts but rather a large fee.
So until the day death takes me for her life... 
I will continue to be bothered with the pressures of life.

Copyright © Ramadhan Dunia | Year Posted 2016

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You Suppose To Be My Friend

You Suppose To Be My Friend

For you I let the door to the deepest dungeon of my soul open
Yet you went around chanting my faults like a retard anchorperson
Raising your rank by selling me cheap
For popularity is this how low you steep?
You said you would stand with me till the end
You suppose to be my friend.

You weren't lying when you said you had my back
You just didn't mention my spine was suppose to crack
Like being massaged with broken bottles and sand paper
I found my heart buried in sand and cut with paper
Instead of lending me one, you disfigured my hand 
You suppose to be my friend.

You suppose to break the jaws of those who backbite me
Yet I found the teeth from your jaws on my back biting
I feel I have lost there's no point fighting
My eyes fail when I look into yours, your ghoulishness blinds me
I'm laying six feet under still breathing yet covered with sand from your bare hands
You suppose to be my friend.

You chomped the gonads to our friendship friend
You were more of a tourist than a friend
Toured me through a paradise that led to deadman's land
Dead bodies all over with missing limbs in the deserted land
Due to the friend that said "I have your back give me your hand"
And I thought you were my friend...
You suppose to be my friend.

Copyright © Ramadhan Dunia | Year Posted 2016

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You Told Me So

You Told Me So
I remember you told me that relationships that start with a spark,
Always ends dim with a vivid light.
Why am I the one to experience this painful sight?
At first it was a joke, the reality of it feels like
Being stabbed in the stomach and saying "it will be okay"
You Told me so

Like a moth being too close to the light
Killed by that which you cherished most.
It was said that life is not fair
This is not just a saying, there's a meaning to it
You told me so

In order to survive in life you need to give in half of you
And not even expect a thank you.
My ignorant mind was too proud to believe
Until my naked eyes begged to be covered for relief
What I've seen is inevitably strange to the mind
You told me so

"She's just a girl, what does she know?"
Mind of an ignorant man.
I've realised being male doesn't make you tough 
Admitting to reality and facing facts is more manly
Than a bearded man lifting 80 pound weights in gym

I feel like rewinding my life to where we first met
So I could undo all the things you told me not to do
Now that it's too late, only do I realise
But I'm not ashamed to say
YOU TOLD ME SO.

Copyright © Ramadhan Dunia | Year Posted 2016

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A Deluge In My Heart

A Deluge In My Heart

My heart is a titanic in the middle of the sea
Waiting for the ocean waves to rise monstrously
Emotions have now become ice-bergs
As my sightless heart crashes into the bergs
Like a blind bird crashing into a tree
My titanic being devoured by the sea

Pain of all the lies and betrayals
Have left my heart with lines and trails
Causing a leak behind my eye 
Tears dropping down to my heart
Leaving an abrupt deluge in my heart 
My heart is flooded and my brain left dry

My heart like a ruby panting fire
That burns all form of life and feeling
Making excuses of how it is a form of healing
Saving only what is pure and will survive
Gnarly rising, the deluge is reign now
Slowing the fire down not realising how
It is purifying the dark pines 
That are sharp and painful like sewing needles
The deluge left my heart deserted and feeble.

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Everyday I Missed You

Everyday I Missed You                                           

Everyday I missed you I wrote a wish;
One day I'll be there with you 
I'll be there for you,
I am tired of wishing to be with you
I want to change that "one day" into today,
Because wishing for that one day is not guaranteed 
But if I could have one day today.
I will not let go of you, I will hold on to you
Like a clinched fist of a new baby born,
I will hold on to today coz tomorrow you will be gone,
Remember tomorrow never comes. 
So if you tell me you have to leave tomorrow,
I will hold on to you and tell you it is still today
And we have until tomorrow,
With a grin on my face because I know there is no tomorrow.
When your tomorrow comes and you get ready to leave,
I will say "but love you said tomorrow" 
And you will say "yes it is tomorrow"
I will smile again and say "no love it is today!"
Ask anyone around they will tell you it is today. 
I will not let tomorrow come in our way 
Like the patty divides the buns!
I need you like soldiers need their guns.
So understand me when I say tomorrow never comes, 
Today you are not leaving,
I'm going to hold on to you hanging on a cliff
With a grasp of fingers, you my last chance of survival. 
If you leave it will be my last breathing
Coz you promised we have until tomorrow
So until tomorrow comes you are not leaving.
This is how long I want to be with you,
I want to be with you today not tomorrow 
Because today is forever and tomorrow never comes.

Copyright © Ramadhan Dunia | Year Posted 2016

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Move Pen Move

Move pen Move
Move pen move
Stimulate my veins with impulses that bring inspiration into my hands
Let motivation be the only thing I secrete through my glands
The world needs a helper to show it where it really stands.
Move pen move
Let your ink be the cause of changes in humanity!
Let my hands be the saviour of tragedy!
How hard is it to be a hero?
To take on the world and its calamity?
Move pen move
Write me the way
Of those who have been chosen
Write me the way 
Of those who have been favoured
Let me be the composer of my own life
As if I were directing a play
Move pen move
Put sparks on the page
As if we were ready to perform magic
Let us enlighten the stage!
Let the play be filled with magic
Move pen move
Silence my brain
And let my heart shout out the words!
Reject my thoughts
And accept my feelings
Let my pulse be part of your ink
Move pen move.

Copyright © Ramadhan Dunia | Year Posted 2016


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