Write A short Poem

[King Khufu]

C for Efford! @King Khufu I need Caano geel to understand this

put it in google translate!
Chinese Remix:
有一條魚在另一條魚咬了這條魚之後又吃了另一條魚，所以這條魚決定反擊以報復將它殺死，並且在將它殺死後決定吃掉另一條魚的遺體，這些魚在被殺死後丟失了 被吃掉並被遺忘.

 

[Basra]

The Somali Woman

Tall, Slim and Graceful like a red Camel
Glowing skin of pure Caramel,
Traditionally attired or Hijaabi,
it doesn't matter Habibi.
Fierce, fully with glaring Manly eyes,
Hooyo Mama Bear renown,
Boney shoulders, bereft unbeknown.
Slippers dirty, dusty, and worn out, but her feet
Silky and complete.
Wakes up first in the clear Dawn,
To Seek bounty for her Mali brood,
and while the fire burns under the wood,
In the Market she triumphs Majestically,
in her schedule she defeats magically-
When ALL is done, and the aroma disturbs the nostril-
The Lazy Lion Farahs wakes up and asks for food!

 

[Limca]

Go

roses are red, sky is blue, blushes are green, and @Basra will never outgrow Somali forums

 

[Basra]

roses are red, sky is blue, blushes are green, and @Basra will never outgrow Somali forums

I like the poem construction but not the message! B for effort!

 

[Limca]

I like the poem construction but not the message! B for effort!

Limca will alleviate your sadness

 

[King Khufu]

Under the moon:

Her eyes light the night sky
Like star reflections
Her love unfelt by her own essence
Yet she sees the world
As she sees herself
For she is original woman
She is swarthy as alike
For she is just like myself
For she knows no bounds
Somali Queen - all crowns
All smiles she yet beholds
Has yet to be held with
A hand to hold, somehow
As she drifts weary eyed
Tomorrow continues life
How honourable are we?
Yes, the night sky, yes, her
Always my true Somali Queen.
The beauty of the night
All the colourful lights
If a chance arises
Then it's a must to
Use all of the might
For she is a healthy glow
The jazz of the city ensemble
Her mind is a one of a kind art
Yet treasures mind before pleasure
For she knows way better
Her home is the mind of the night
For her home is the throne's rights
Heiress to her own legacies
A true Somali Queen just for ME.

[Moral: Cherish Her Close]
Appreciation is fondness.

 

[Mantiq_Al-gharb]

Liquor digger rigor vigor
Manifestation of the bigger made not

 

[Basra]

Under the moon:

Her eyes light the night sky
Like star reflections
Her love unfelt by her own essence
Yet she sees the world
As she sees herself
For she is original woman
She is swarthy as alike
For she is just like myself
For she knows no bounds
Somali Queen - all crowns
All smiles she yet beholds
Has yet to be held with
A hand to hold, somehow
As she drifts weary eyed
Tomorrow continues life
How honourable are we?
Yes, the night sky, yes, her
Always my true Somali Queen.
The beauty of the night
All the colourful lights
If a chance arises
Then it's a must to
Use all of the might
For she is a healthy glow
The jazz of the city ensemble
Her mind is a one of a kind art
Yet treasures mind before pleasure
For she knows way better
Her home is the mind of the night
For her home is the throne's rights
Heiress to her own legacies
A true Somali Queen just for ME.

[Moral: Cherish Her Close]
Appreciation is fondness.

Mashalaaah this is nice! @King Khufu

 

[Basra]

Liquor digger rigor vigor
Manifestation of the bigger made not

 

[niggaibnh]

@ZUBAYR+_ tis for u



Tom boy Xaliimo from Yemen,
Who wished to be part of men,
but her feeble female body,
doth not match her male mind mane,
Cramps and Cracks once a month
Help me cried her body;
Why do i suffer & not Men?

My name is nigga ibn hitler
But I’m not really hitler son
But I wished I was
So the Jews could hate me

(I don’t really hate Jews and love them all with my heart )

 

[niggaibnh]

I would be honest
I was shit on poems during my high school years .

Shit was embarrassing when my poem was the worst in the class

 

[Basra]

My name is nigga ibn hitler
But I’m not really hitler son
But I wished I was
So the Jews could hate me

(I don’t really hate Jews and love them all with my heart )

Huuno C for effort! Qaraab