NO (1)
I am a warrior
My art is superior
I fight with words
My pen hurts than sword

I bask in the light
I chose only the path that’s right
God almighty is my guide
He remote-control my path

I am bolder
Even than the soldier
I say No to terrorism
Cybercrime and cultism

To evil-doers and corrupt government
Mismanagement of civil property
I say No to pop/rap art
Whose rhymes corrupt young mind

To the buddy staring at me on the wall
This is an appraisal to keep you up
Wow; it’s been long you’ve been on this work
It’s been Nine years since you sat upon the rock
Sitting there taking stock; of things of this world
And things of the next.
In form of written text
At first into music
But never make it; even with deuces
You’ve got a poet’s heart since you were young
A brilliant brain with a musical tongue
A god with the words
Whose wordplay is the sword that fights against his odd?
You’re exceptional among every men
The written word delivered by your pen
Lives on forever in the heart
Of those who've read; to never part.
You ran the race with no disgrace
Inspired others to take their place
They are meant to lead their race
You hype their morale to the core
Assuring them they’d make it to the shore
As long as they d’ believe; to heck with the red sea
And so you fill the hearts of all you’ve see.

Every day we try to stay
Not to stray from this path we follow
But someone dear died today
And someone else would die tomorrow
That someone; might be me
That someone could be you
It might be the person reading this
Or that buddy standing next to you
It might be someone in my fam
Or someone in yours
You might; on your way to the farm
Or maybe on your way to the mosque
You might; while driving in your car
Or pro’ly while drinking in the bar
Infact! Keep calm, stay gently on your bed
Death will still find you there
Your soul to another atmosphere
Where you will forever dine
Waiting for that day to come
The day we’ll all be judged
For what we did and what we see
For what we hear and what we think
Do something with your life
Or the devil will do something to you
You know Allah; but you don’t obey him
You know paradise; but you don’t seek it
You heard his words; but you don’t heed it
You know there’s hell; yet you don’t think real
You see a tunnel of fire opened by the devil; yet you don’t quench it
You know that there’s death and you don’t prepare for it
You buried the dead and you don’t learn from it
You’re busy talking about other people’s fault
Yet you ignore yours
In hard times; you scream ‘Ya’Allah’
When you’re relieved; you forgot your Lord
Do something now; man; before you fade
Remember, you can’t rewind once you are in grave
You are to live for your Lord
Not this world
Do something now; there’s no halftime
Be reminded; there’s hereafter

With you my heart is home
With which brilliance and beauty roam
Where dream is filled with fulfilling hope

Without you I’m broken, leaked, deceased
Call the doctor, plumber, the priest
No amount of troubleshooting can get me fix

With you I’m strong and powerful
With you by my side; I cannot fail
Coz you’re the fuse to light my veins

Without you I'm low on oxygen
Like my life is a leaked cardboard box
Without stars to burn out the void

With you I’m a poet
The whole world knows
For his inspiring quotes

Without you I’m a writer
Struggling to find words
To describe his hoards

With you I’m the moon
Surrounded by sparking stars
Lighting the way through the dark

Without you I’m the sun
Burning with grieve
All that come close would turn liquid

With you I’m a genee
My achievement has no limit
The sky? No
It’s just a stepping stone

Without you I’m stuck
Wandering without home
Lost in the black hole

With you I’m a god
Controlling creatures like joy and rich
All wants and needs are at my reach

Without you I’m a man
Living in a hive
Striving to survive

With you I’m an astronauts
Exploring galaxies
Enjoying life’s fantasies

Without you I’m stranded
Filthy and paralyzed
Tactless and distrategised

With you I’m a blessed soul
Happiness and joy are things I own
Because I’m a star at heart
No obstacles dares cross my path

Without you I’m incomplete
Without you I see nothing
Without you I feel nothing
Without you I’m without me

The woman of my rib
The one that makes me complete
The woman of my dream
My semi; my eve
She’s sleek and black
Fair or partly dark
Tall and slim
Doesn’t need a hill
To bring out the curves of her hips

The woman of my rib
The one that makes me whole
With the heart that gives me home
She ‘d filled my every hole
With the smile that gives me hope
She’s thick and white
Short and fat
Doesn’t need a cream
To bring out the beauty of her skin

The woman of my rib
Is intelligent and wise
Beautiful and kind
Always follows her heart
Doesn’t need a philosophical quote
Before she knows which way to go

The woman of my rib
Is brilliantly tricky
Less like that of Eve
Which led Adam to his doom
She’s a tigress in bedroom
Blessed with ah heavenly womb
She doesn’t need a tattoo
To show that she’s a tycoon

The woman of my rib
Is coy and shy
Lousy and wild
Always putting on a smile
Neutral
Sometimes wrong; sometimes right
Good and bad
All at the same time

The woman of my rib
Is gentle and calm
But she’s the opposite when I’m around
Always lending a supporting hand
Knows her way around her man

The woman of my rib
Has the most beautiful soul
She always has everything under control
She’s the best in every aspect
Doesn’t try too hard to be perfect
Even perfect wished she was her

Woman of my rib
She’s distinctively pretty
Jealoused by the goddess of beauty
Coz her style ain’t tutee
Not too choosy
That is the kind of woman that suits me

Mama, I found a girl
Like you said I would
She shows me every galaxies inside my heart
Like the star does to moon

Even if she wasn’t near
Her image I see everywhere
She’s the only thing I see when I’m dreaming
Her whisper I hear when I’m listening

Thinking of her put my mind at peace
My heart without her love is just a tin
My brain without her memory is just a bin
My life without her is filled with filth

I never had such desires before
I never tried to meet someone this hard
Her beauty is the only thing I sought
Every other thing is blur

She is my addiction; without her I’m unwell
She is my heaven; without her; I’m in hell
She is the cure to my pain
The relief to my sane

She was the torch
That guides me back home when I’m lost
She was the vein
That stitch my heart when it’s crushed

My fondness for her constantly deepens
Every time I see her; my heart starts to weaken
Her shiny beauty make the stars feel jealous
How precious she is; no treasure could measure

When my heart was torn; she was my glue
I was once shattered; but now I’m new
She was my savior; though she never knew
That she was my guardian angel; my phantom hue

She was one in a million
And she was brilliant
I guess she’s called brilliant beauty
The one with the heart that suits me

The day, the sun, the rain and the cloud
The night, the moon as the stars surrounds
You’re more amazing than any of this
Of every natural beauty, she top the list

Thoughts of having you bring to me more hope
Closer enough to discard my telescope
But every time I tried to tell her how I feel
My heart skips its beat

Imagining us together; does a magical wonder
It make my heart beat louder than thunder
And if she can’t be mine in real life
Then I’ll live in this dream forever

Boom here
Boom there
Doom; fear
Hummed tear
Kids orphaned
Man sacrificed
Wanderers shoot dead
But who cares

I’m not safe
I need a place
Where there are no guns
Where there are no bombs
Where the land is green
Where the sky ain’t grey
Where movement is free
Where the air ain’t thick

Yes, I’m leaving
Freedom is what I’m seeking
No, I cannot leave
How about my wife and kids

I once had a home
I was once known
For my wordsmithing and prose
I once had dreams and hope
But now, all is soak
I was once famous and rich
Wealth and nutrition are things I had in reach
Now they’ve all turn to trashes
Burn down to ashes

Are we on route or stray
Wait, is it judgment day?
Ohw, we’re in the midst of war
Our vision for peace is blurred
Our street filled with blood
Homeless sleeping on the street floor

Battered path
Broken shelter
Shattered heart
Hectar sketar

But how do we get here
How do our problems build up to stairs?
Like ghommids, our tears remained constant
Our stomach; filled with fake substance
Because of the hatred we had for ourselves
Our once paradisal home now turned to hell
Because our governments are just bandits of theft
And we have no says in things that we get

Businessman lacks patriotism
Different kind of societal atrocity
Corruption and cultism
Religion tribalism
When will all this stop?
When will salvation come?
God; please free us from this curse
Please save us Lord