"mari" poems
Need that for life
Got to do it
When you wanted to lose weight
In the gym
Have to work hard
for Workout to be done.
Why losing weight off ya body?
Because it called "workout"
And being healthy is good
But don't eat too much fry things
Cause it can damage your life
Strength and Personality.
Workout is healthy
Healthy is workout
So be healthy and exercising today.
By K-mari ©2016
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 9:42 PM UTC
A swansong of the Indian Partition...
Kal humaare ghar ke diye bujhe rahenge,
Kal hum kuch rishton ke liye rote rahenge...
Tomorrow the lamps of our home will remain put out,
Tomorrow we shall keep crying for some relations...
Rishte un bantwaara hue kheton se,
Rishte un bhatakte hue jawaanon se...
Relations with those partitioned farmlands,
Relations with those misguided young men...
Rishte us chamakti Multani mitti se,
**Rishte us damakti Pakhtunkhwi **** se...**
Relations with the glistening soil of Multan,
Relations with the bright snow of Pakhtunkhwa...
Rishte Ganga ke us Bangali muhaane se,
Rishte Sindhu dariya aur samudr ke us mel se...
Relations with the Ganga's Bengali estuary,
Relations with the confluence of Indus and the Sea...
Rishte us Balouchi kapaas se,
Rishte udhde un kapdon se...
Relations with that Balouchi cotton,
Relations with those clothes torn away...
Rishte luti us izzat se,
Rishte mari us bahu se...
Relations with the disrobed honour,
Relations with the slain bride...
Rishte jo sajaaye the mandap mein,
Rishte jo likhaaye the jannat mein...
Relations decorated inside the temple,
Relations written in the paradise...
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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 2:10 PM UTC
Dorme la corriera
dorme la farfalla
dormono le mucche
nella stalla
il cane nel canile
il ***** nel bimbile
il fuco nel fucile
e nella notte nera
dorme la pula
dentro la pantera
dormono i rappresentanti
nei motel dell'Esso
dormono negli Hilton
i cantanti di successo
dorme il barbone
dorme il vagone
dorme il contino
nel baldacchino
dorme a Betlemme
Gesù bambino
un po' di paglia
come cuscino
dorme Pilato
tutto agitato
dorme il bufalo
nella savana
e dorme il verme
nella banana
dorme il rondone
nel campanile
russa la seppia
sul'arenile
dorme il maiale
all'Hotel Nazionale
e sull'amaca
sta la lumaca
addormentata
dorme la mamma
dorme il figlio
dorme la lepre
dorme il coniglio
e sotto i camion
nelle autostazioni
dormono stretti
i copertoni
dormono i monti
dormono i mari
dorme quel porco
di Scandellari
che m'ha rubato
la mia Liù
per cui io solo
porcamadonna
non dormo più.
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A
D
A
Y
of mystery
To be solve correctly
For the mystery
is ready
E
V
E
R
Y
D
A
Y
While it is an terrible mystery
The day will solve
Till it end
The Day of Mystery.
By K-mari ©2016
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 1:25 AM UTC
Intelligent or Smart
Why are we intelligent?
Because we have a mind of
Intelligence
To show what is human Beings.
Smart or Intelligent
Are we smart to know
Everything
No but there is an talent we keep
Everyday and don't get it
Called intelligent or smart.
Intelligent peoples are more thinking
than smart peoples
Some smart peoples think that they are most important than us today
But has to remember that we are not smart or intelligent.
By K-mari ©2016
Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 9:47 PM UTC
I told the moon
Couldn't find his light
in his brightest
Nights
So the moon left me a light
A light in every story
To find his moonlight.
By K-mari ©2016
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 7:26 PM UTC
L'anguilla, la sirena
dei mari freddi che lascia il Baltico
per giungere ai nostri mari,
ai nostri estuari, ai fiumi
che risale in profondo, sotto la piena avversa,
di ramo in ramo e poi
di capello in capello, assottigliati,
sempre piú addentro, sempre piú nel cuore
del macigno, filtrando
tra gorielli di melma finché un giorno
una luce scoccata dai castagni
ne accende il guizzo in pozze d'acquamorta,
nei fossi che declinano
dai balzi d'Appennino alla Romagna;
l'anguilla, torcia, frusta,
freccia d'Amore in terra
che solo i nostri botri o i disseccati
ruscelli pirenaici riconducono
a paradisi di fecondazione;
l'anima verde che cerca
vita là dove solo
morde l'arsura e la desolazione,
la scintilla che dice
tutto comincia quando tutto pare
incarbonirsi, bronco seppellito:
l'iride breve, gemella
di quella che incastonano i tuoi cigli
e fai brillare intatta in mezzo ai figli
dell'uomo, immersi nel tuo fango, puoi tu
non crederla sorella?
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Three Mothers stood alone.
Aleph, Mem, and Shin.
A great mystery are these three,
Watching, weaving, and true.
From the Mothers came three Fathers,
Stranger still are they.
Six rings around the Twins,
From six proceed all things.
A riddle I ask you, a riddle so true,
Can you answer me this?
A musing I give you in the form of a poem,
Do you catch my drift?
Three stood alone before all things,
Three who are older than time.
Six stood alone in the Outer Dark,
But which came before which other?
How old is Nimue, how old's the child,
Is she younger than all the rest?
How old is Ninue, is she younger than you,
Who was the very first born?
How old is Mari, how old's the mother,
Was she born and when was that?
How old is Mari, is she older than that,
Who's the reflection of God Herself?
How old's the Anna, how old's the crone,
Is she more ancient than all the rest?
How old's the Anna, is she older than dirt,
When was the Priestess born?
How old's the Blue God, when did he dance,
Was he very first born of all?
How old's the Blue God, how young's the youth,
Who is the last to endure?
How old is Twr, how old is Krom,
Is he father or teacher of all?
How old is Twr, in his tall tower.
Who's sword will cut through us all?
How old is Arddhu, how old is Death,
How long has he stood at the Gates?
How old is Arddhu, did youth or true death,
Come first in the order of things?
Three stood alone before all things,
Three who are older than time.
Six stood alone in the Outer Dark,
But which came before which other?
A riddle I ask you, a riddle so true,
Can you answer me this?
A musing I give you in the form of a poem,
Do you catch my drift?
From the Mothers came three Fathers,
Stranger still are they.
Six rings around the Twins,
From six proceed all things.
Three Mothers stood alone.
Aleph, Mem, and Shin.
A great mystery are these three,
Watching, weaving, and true.
Nov 24, 2011
Nov 24, 2011 at 9:40 PM UTC
I am phenomenal
I am intelligent
My blood is not about phenomenal
It is about my body, personality and
Ability.
Having phenomenal blood
You have to show the strength and the
Power of Phenomenal
To be able to handle it yourself.
Peoples who are phenomenal today
Are not phenomenal today
Peoples who aren't phenomenal today
Will be phenomenal tomorrow.
Blood is Phenomenal
Phenomenal is Blood
Be the Phenomenal blood.
By K-mari ©2016
Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
Losing friends is like
Heartfelt with cradle of love
Friendship to where we lost
Between the horizon and the clouds
From time to time
Wonder how can i see u again?
They say u are the best
Then left without memory
Did what was surprised for us
As the day comes in and out
To show losing energy
Within its population
Of harvesting new friends
But not losing friends.
By K-mari ©2016
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 8:33 PM UTC
*Kuharap renggang antara kita hanya sejauh epsilon, sayangku.
Tak ada sela bahkan tuk menilik pelupuk mata masing-masing.
Dan jika limit epsilon menuju nol
Maka ini tenggat kita, sayangku
Bekukan ponsel pintarmu
Abaikan saja waktu menyiram tanaman petang ini
Lebih-lebih biarkan jemuran dibasahi gerimis
Kita tak punya banyak waktu, sayangku
Mari nikmati
Sedemikian sehingga gairah renjana menemani percakapan masa lalu kita*
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 9:11 PM UTC
in this other side air took other color forms
emphasizing details, scanning asymptotes, like hearts
burning on pristine snow, of winter coming
in october already, even in the sun, in the sun above all, almost
red, like the air that took your form, hiding
walls and faces, of concealed rooms you make insomniac
and abruptly clear away, as you pour them in sealess salt
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Italian version from “Chieti, Scalo”, 2014:
asintoti obliqui
in quest’altra parte l’aria prese altre forme di colore,
insistendo sui dettagli, scandendo asintoti, come cuori
bruciati sulla precocissima neve, dell’inverno che viene
già di ottobre, anche nel sole, soprattutto nel sole, quasi
rosso, come l’aria che ha preso forma di te, celando
volti e pareti, di segrete stanze che componi insonne
e sparecchi di colpo, versandole in un sale senza mari
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 5:22 PM UTC
The sky is so blue and colourful,
As if it is the pure sky in the universe,
With so many stars shining bright like
an diamond in the universe.
Looking at the sky is so blue without,
So many colours to look at,
Wondering why sky called blue sky?
Because it is blue everywhere in the
Universe.
How could the sky be so blueful?
When there is more colours in the
Universe.
By k-mari ©2016
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 8:21 PM UTC
# Tanda Ahli Neraka, Omongannya Pedes #
“…Rosulullah ditanya tentang seorang wanita yang masyallah. Wanita ini ibadahnya jangan ditanya. sholat malamnya,kemudian puasa sunnahnya sedekahnya juga banyak. Tapi yang jadi masalah,dia itu PEDES NGOMONGNYA.
Ada yang pedes. Kalo ngomong itu NYLEKIT katanya. BIKIN SAKIT HATI.
Apa kata rosul shollallahu alaihi wasallam tentang perempuan yang suka ganggu orang dengan ucapannya ?
ﻻ ﺧﻴﺮ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ ﻫﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻨﺎﺭ ....
NGGAK ADA KEBAIKAN DI WANITA SEPERTI INI. TEMPAT DIA DI NERAKA. Kata rosul shollallahu alaihi wasallam.
Jadi kita harus memperhatikan, mengevaluasi diri kita ini terkadang sebagian kalo disuruh ibadah jangan ditanya.
datang kajian jangan ditanya. Tapi kalo ngomong suka nyakitin orang. Maka hati-hati orang yang seperti ini dia TIDAK AKAN SELAMAT DARI API NERAKA…”
Ust DR Syafiq Reza Basalamah menjelaskan
Astagfirulloh
hati2... mari menjaga lisan dari perkataan yang menyakiti orang lain.
jangan jadi
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 2:55 AM UTC
Paradise Child is
The world of different
Meaning like paradise
Is vacation
Sometimes poet and poetress
Need a plan called "paradise"
But to get that you
Have to able to feel comfortable
And wisdom.
I tell myself that
I am a Paradise child
To show the universe
That I am who I am
Looking for more information
Contained who is the Paradise
Child?
Paradise is Child
Child is Paradise
Paradise and the world are two
Things I love
And I hope that I am the
Paradise Child.
By K-mari ©2016
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 8:19 PM UTC
Trying again is an option
For focusing
To be able to try again
However trying and focusing is two
Keys we needed to handle for
Getting that achievement today.
But as we try, try , try
Our goal is going to be better than
It was before
Stepping higher than the mountains
Infront of us
To earn a star shining like an
Imagination stars above our head
While being graduted to be bright
Kid ,
We will try, try ,try to make tomorrow a day of trying.
By K-mari ©2016
Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 11:14 PM UTC
We've grown together, no doubt
We hang out in the clouds and clouds roll out
I hold her close as she ignites my passions and dreams
She takes me from all the drama it seems
Some may criticise but don't realize
We're made for each other
you can see it in the eyes
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 4:14 AM UTC
I am me, myself and I
like no one knows
Caring about who you are
Is important above others
Imaging an vision of who I am.
I am me,myself and I
Knowing that you loved you
Is what we do today or tomorrow
To let there be me,myself and I
Everyday in life.
I am me,myself and I
Me mean me
Myself mean myself
I mean I
So be me,myself and I each day.
By K-mari ©2016
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 9:36 PM UTC
In the sky roared like an eagle
the day give a gift of life
To others across the universe
When a gift is opened
The gift of life shine upon our heads.
Gift of life
Show confident in whichever I live
For what whispers would blow below
Clap,clap to the life of gift
My life is my gift.
Gift of life
To let the daylight run the east
Of which is by the love of god's gift
As I rise above mountains
Whether my gift is made of gift of life.
By K-mari ©2016
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 8:34 PM UTC
Magic of life
Is upon this world
In magical days
To show us to do magically
When we believe it.
Life is so incredible and awesome
Where we see cradle of clouds
Above our head
In which magic come
In and out of life.
Life is Magic
Magic is Life
Magic is Incredible
Incredible is Magic
So let the world of magic be
Magic of Life.
By K-mari ©2016
Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC
Sebab hari tak beraut mentari
Sinar malam yang di curi teknologi
Senyum anak cucu tanpa gigi
Mari pukul tifa deng menari..
Biarpun tanah adat sudah jadi kali
hutan ruba kulit
laut tinggal ari-ari
mari pukul tifa deng manari
biarpun suku tinggal hitung jari
id,02/april/2014, tegalrejo, bantul
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 5:29 PM UTC
Fast days that got faster
When will you go home?
But the days gone faster
and felt lonely
Nobody knew what they're going through
Them saw us everyday
And thought things though we
Nothing will not ever goes his/her way
I feel like if no person in my favour
I am intelligent person I want to be
Telling myself I don't have a silly mind
But thinking of yourself...not stupid
Fast days that got worse
I am lost in what I do
There is no way to get rehearse
I have to exist now though I don't want
too.
By K-mari ©2016
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC
Di saat ku termenung
Dia selalu ada untukku
Di saat aku sedih
Dia selalu menghiburku
Sahabatku sangat sayang padaku
Aku pun begitu,
Tak ingin rasanya aku menyakitimu
Mari kita bermain, bercanda sesuka hati
Agar persahabatan kita akan selalu abadi
Feb 18, 2012
Feb 18, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
I watch the world from a mari-go-round twirling in circles twiddling my thumbs
Falling from the piercing thunders in the sky full of lust and deception
Silence was the enemy
My ADHD can't deny the boredom of the same old routine hindering my existence
Am I worthless?
The shallow waters awaken my dream of rainforests and other pleasant things
And reality is in the forecast with partly cloudy skies
If only it were night forever than I could be most anything
My imagination takes me further then any aircraft ever could
So I dare the challenge of the never-ending; if forever could bare the soul
I would be proof of history when I do conquer the world
Defeat is not an option
If superman existed, he would win and so can I and so can you
I do know dreams come true
There are Oscars and gold medals and soldiers overcoming death
There are angels and saints saving us from ourselves
There are wars and heroes and bad guys as well
The devil does exist but God sees them as angels who fell
I believe there is glory and freedom and peace
It mustn't just be in my head full of dreams
I will show you there is evidence if the good in the world
When your vulnerable and naive there is more than meets the eye
There are things out there you are meant to triumph if you put your best foot first
And the circles in your creating will align and amount to you, in the perfect sense of harmony in a cold and grey and cynical universe
There is yellow, there is blue there is gold but we are red
But the colors you attract to are not affirmation
You are priceless, immeasurable and incomparable even so
A savage in the heat of battle, simmering to boil
You're a warrior with the rest of them, with a stunning biography
You are destined to create glory sublime in the phenomenon of impulse and heart
Constructing immaculate stories to fill the pages of a book
We are gifts from above,
This can't all be in my head
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 2:45 AM UTC
Sebab hari tak beraut mentari
Sinar malam yang di curi teknologi
Senyum anak cucu tanpa gigi
Mari pukul tifa deng menari..
Biarpun tanah adat su jadi kali
hutan ruba kulit
laut tinggal ari-ari
mari pukul tifa deng manari....
biarpun suku tinggal hitung jari
di bunuh tamu: dari pulau mati
id,02/april/2014, tegalrejo, bantul
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 4:48 PM UTC