hakim-kassim - Hello Poetry

Was beauty ever known before You came around in the human lore? Was such a grace in human form ever wrought, In the highest image or thought? -by Hakim H. Kassim. (February 22, 2026/Jigjiga)

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Feb 24

Feb 24, 2026 at 7:10 AM UTC

-'Was beauty ever known!'

Was beauty ever known before You came around in the human lore? Was such a grace in human form ever wrought, In the highest image or thought? -by Hakim H. Kassim. (February 22, 2026/Jigjiga)

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Was beauty ever known before You came around in the human lore? Was such a grace in human form ever wrought, In the highest image or thought? -by Hakim H. Kassim. (February 22, 2026/Jigjiga)

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Feb 20

Feb 20, 2026 at 12:37 PM UTC

-'Was Beauty Ever Known Before?'

Was beauty ever known before You came around in the human lore? Was such a grace in human form ever wrought, In the highest image or thought? -by Hakim H. Kassim. (February 22, 2026/Jigjiga)

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I cannot say much about people I love, I've known for so long of weary faces, And at first word I'll in heart yield and move, For years I've sought to help in good ways; But the weary brother with heart broken, Not knowing where to go, I know you've been done bad, all taken, Have no worry, for what's owed shall all be paid, speedy or slow. -by Hakim H. Kassim. (December 13, 2025)

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Dec 13, 2025

Dec 13, 2025 at 1:21 PM UTC

-Into My Own.

I cannot say much about people I love, I've known for so long of weary faces, And at first word I'll in heart yield and move, For years I've sought to help in good ways; But the weary brother with heart broken, Not knowing where to go, I know you've been done bad, all taken, Have no worry, for what's owed shall all be paid, speedy or slow. -by Hakim H. Kassim. (December 13, 2025)

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In a world of resist and change, How can pain and pleasure together exist? For when you're winning, they question your right to thrive, And when you've lost, they deny your right to live! Because we naturally need love, You open up direct, hopeful--as onward they turn ready to move! -by Hakim H. Kassim. (d. October 31, 2025).

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Oct 31, 2025

Oct 31, 2025 at 5:44 AM UTC

-A Passing Thought.

In a world of resist and change, How can pain and pleasure together exist? For when you're winning, they question your right to thrive, And when you've lost, they deny your right to live! Because we naturally need love, You open up direct, hopeful--as onward they turn ready to move! -by Hakim H. Kassim. (d. October 31, 2025).

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Pardon this heart that loomily bounced, That it may in this life's long night Restored somehow be to household of peace, Which, in grave or before, Can give relief to owner's pain: >It is concerned tears that aflame flow, >Which render fatal fears so nearly real. From first when reason stroke the race on Solon's tongue, Strong stood and made its roars heard, To the ears of that trouble- gotten Hellenic year, Whose winter of rage brought drought to intellect, Convenience wounds it at chance in every age: >If 'winning' we see when guns roar, >Then dark be right, we to all beauty blind! As the cycle of life our Nation impels Towards the forefront of evil fate, And loud barks every dog in the land, Behold!our best in selfish seas swim, Even as our race red-eyed wearily sways: >Put the throne upon the ready heads of the bold, >And trust no confused men to confusion clear. -by Hakim H. Kassim. (d. January, 1989)

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Aug 15, 2025

Aug 15, 2025 at 9:44 AM UTC

- Thoughts (-fragments).

Pardon this heart that loomily bounced, That it may in this life's long night Restored somehow be to household of peace, Which, in grave or before, Can give relief to owner's pain: >It is concerned tears that aflame flow, >Which render fatal fears so nearly real. From first when reason stroke the race on Solon's tongue, Strong stood and made its roars heard, To the ears of that trouble- gotten Hellenic year, Whose winter of rage brought drought to intellect, Convenience wounds it at chance in every age: >If 'winning' we see when guns roar, >Then dark be right, we to all beauty blind! As the cycle of life our Nation impels Towards the forefront of evil fate, And loud barks every dog in the land, Behold!our best in selfish seas swim, Even as our race red-eyed wearily sways: >Put the throne upon the ready heads of the bold, >And trust no confused men to confusion clear. -by Hakim H. Kassim. (d. January, 1989)

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Beauty of the world, don't we so belong? Say--oh, say it to my beating heart! Or, if in too much nerve you can't, Just jump, jump onto me so fast! Angel in spring, don't you see my heart torn at core, Unable with life's turmoil tocope--- A living testimony of the ways By which one finger alone can't wash a face! -by Hakim H. Kassim.

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Jul 7, 2025

Jul 7, 2025 at 4:25 PM UTC

-'Beauty of the Worlds!'-3.

Beauty of the world, don't we so belong? Say--oh, say it to my beating heart! Or, if in too much nerve you can't, Just jump, jump onto me so fast! Angel in spring, don't you see my heart torn at core, Unable with life's turmoil tocope--- A living testimony of the ways By which one finger alone can't wash a face! -by Hakim H. Kassim.

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He looked in the mirror and around, into his own, He looked out the window and into the evening, And, fearing strange words from strong thoughts, Hid amid the storms that his heart ruled; yet: Had known he should not have travelled into that good night of thought, but could not reverse what his fate writ, Hated to go there with the thunders he bore inside, but needed their roar to stay awake, Felt heart-broken that he'd see home no more, lest it rained in him who thought in the dark! Do we mistake love for lust? Or leave out the truth even at price of loss? Can man ever overcome his nature and still breathe? -by Hakim Kassim. (c. 1989)

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Jul 2, 2025

Jul 2, 2025 at 8:43 AM UTC

-'It Rained in Him Who Thought in the Dark!'

He looked in the mirror and around, into his own, He looked out the window and into the evening, And, fearing strange words from strong thoughts, Hid amid the storms that his heart ruled; yet: Had known he should not have travelled into that good night of thought, but could not reverse what his fate writ, Hated to go there with the thunders he bore inside, but needed their roar to stay awake, Felt heart-broken that he'd see home no more, lest it rained in him who thought in the dark! Do we mistake love for lust? Or leave out the truth even at price of loss? Can man ever overcome his nature and still breathe? -by Hakim Kassim. (c. 1989)

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a view-- things up in a view. eyes to see, heart--in me! weather in unfairness, ultimately for goodness. unhappy, ignored--- unwilling, bored! but a new-born world-- to reap and wield bold; nothing from the past to deduce-- it's all a new-born delight to induce! far-away in the sky clouds merge, for a new-spring to emerge. -by Hakim H. Kassim. (-d. April 29, 2025)

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Apr 29, 2025

Apr 29, 2025 at 1:57 PM UTC

-expression no. 24.

a view-- things up in a view. eyes to see, heart--in me! weather in unfairness, ultimately for goodness. unhappy, ignored--- unwilling, bored! but a new-born world-- to reap and wield bold; nothing from the past to deduce-- it's all a new-born delight to induce! far-away in the sky clouds merge, for a new-spring to emerge. -by Hakim H. Kassim. (-d. April 29, 2025)

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If ever I were to pick one who could quite understand Me, in mind and love, across entire land-- Who'd be the one love in my arms to hold, Then and now, as throughout my days in this world: The one girl who forever reigns in my heart and dream, The only and one face in my mind agleam; Forever to caress and truly kiss, and quietly long watch Her deep dark eyes, and again sweetly touch Her tender small ******* her slender waist to soothe around, Breath to breath, with little moans in sound; If ever I did, or do, love a girl on earth, Or ever were to trust heart's hunch since birth, It'd be you, S___, in heaven or here-- And whatever you do, or don't, 'bout it, my vow you hear. -by Hakim Kassim. (-d. April 25, 2025).

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Apr 27, 2025

Apr 27, 2025 at 6:56 AM UTC

-To S______.

If ever I were to pick one who could quite understand Me, in mind and love, across entire land-- Who'd be the one love in my arms to hold, Then and now, as throughout my days in this world: The one girl who forever reigns in my heart and dream, The only and one face in my mind agleam; Forever to caress and truly kiss, and quietly long watch Her deep dark eyes, and again sweetly touch Her tender small ******* her slender waist to soothe around, Breath to breath, with little moans in sound; If ever I did, or do, love a girl on earth, Or ever were to trust heart's hunch since birth, It'd be you, S___, in heaven or here-- And whatever you do, or don't, 'bout it, my vow you hear. -by Hakim Kassim. (-d. April 25, 2025).

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SHE is known to me in the middle of the night, My most familiar figure blossoming over heart and soul-- The slender-tall ethereal figure with soft hands holding in holy light Her small ******* softly on me yet to caress along, and cajole Me in infinite sensual energy and desire to gratify, but to console; SHE is beyond what in words to express, what you usually perceive; SHE carries me gently over all desire passing and carnal, To draw me safe and sound, for SHE would never deceive All the way till Ultimate Joy in being abysmal In the wilderness that is the One, true and actual! -by Hakim Kassim. (-d. April 15, 2025)

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Apr 15, 2025

Apr 15, 2025 at 5:13 PM UTC

-SHE Is.

SHE is known to me in the middle of the night, My most familiar figure blossoming over heart and soul-- The slender-tall ethereal figure with soft hands holding in holy light Her small ******* softly on me yet to caress along, and cajole Me in infinite sensual energy and desire to gratify, but to console; SHE is beyond what in words to express, what you usually perceive; SHE carries me gently over all desire passing and carnal, To draw me safe and sound, for SHE would never deceive All the way till Ultimate Joy in being abysmal In the wilderness that is the One, true and actual! -by Hakim Kassim. (-d. April 15, 2025)

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