youth

Miss. Popular

Look at you.

You jealous bitch.

How dare you laugh at me?



You think you're Miss. Popular,

And I'm just 'Geeky Susie.'

At the end of the day,

I can see the truth.



The laughs, the evil stares.

Go on.

Fucking trip me up.

You'll threaten,

But you won't dare.



Say it.

I'm a nasty bitch.

I lie. I cheat. I steal.

At the end of the day, Miss. Popular,

I'm living and I'm real.



You don't know why I act this way,

You don't know all my fears.

You think I'm crying over YOU?

Miss. Popular, you ain't worth my tears.



You think you made my life living hell,

Maybe you kinda did.

But we all get judged by God in the end,

Not some fucking teenage kids.



So go hide in your web of gossip.

Go shade yourself from the truth,

Because even though you're hating on me,

I'll always be better than you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

To Miss. Popular. Thanks for making me grow.

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يا عبد الله

يا عبد الله





يا عبد الله

الله .. ! الله.. !

إلى ولدي عبد الله



يا خولة هب صباك ..

لعمرك إن صباك الروح ــ

خراب برقة ثهمد لولاه ..

شوفي كيف تسربني رئة رئة يا خولة

وا هاه ...آه ..



قالت يجزيك ــ فقلت جزاك ..

وحب المطر يعد على الشباك .. ثلاثا ..

رعدا خمسا.. برقا رزقا.. ما أحلاه..

ما تتمنى قالت قلت الجنة.





قالت مني .. قلت الحامل نعشي ..

وارث عرشي يوم لقاه

سألتني .. من سيكون .. ؟

فقلت بزهوٍ : ــ

عبد الله

يا عبد الله.. الله الله ..

يا بن الموتى وأخا الموتى ..

يا شبها غلب الأشباه

أنبت كأبيك بغرب النيل .. وكن رأسيا

بين البيت وبين البيت ..

فإن المولى

مولى المولى

والمولى مولى مولاه ..





أنبت كأبيك مع الجميزة والتنوب ..

وســاق السرو

وكن عربيا مثل النخلة كن غابيا كالأبنوس

وكن كالورد ..

فإن الورد شريف في مرآه وفي معناه ..

أنبت كأبيك ويمم غابة وجهك شطر السدرة ..

واصعد نفسا نفسا في مرقاه ..

وتحر القبلة ثم توضأ

لا تقرأ إلا لوحك لا تأكل ..

إلا قمحك لا تصحب إلا رمحك ..

لا تتزوج .. حتى تقرأ بسم الله ..

قل إن العزة .. والعن كل المغضوب عليهم والضالين وقل آمين ..

قل إن العزة والعن كل يهود الأرض







وكل الصرب وكل أســود الورق بهذا العصر وكل جمال الطين ..

فبحق السادة من بدر ..

حتى تاريخ صلاح الدين

بالحجر الواعد بالتمكين ..

بالأربعمائة المطرودين

بخيولك يا عبد الله نجوس خلال فلسطين ..

فالعن كل المغضوب عليهم والضالين

وقــــل آمين ..

  

Author's Notes/Comments: 

موقع رضوان همت - تفضل بزيارتنا

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Inside Broken-Outside Loved

The smile played on her lips

Struggles to hold its shape

In the mirror she stands so still

The reflection is shown peaceful

Her eyes sparkle with innocense

There she hides here blood filled tears

The posture she has composed is so divine

But in her mind, she yearns to crumble on the floor

And succumb to the pain she's locked away

Pulling deeper down in her heart

Will tonight be the night her weakens overtakes

Allowing her swollen heart to brake

Her secrets eat away at her sanity

Her blood runs thin

The voices leaving a mark within

This trembling adored mad girl

Is lost inside this world

People come and embrace

She is long gone, A fallen girl of grace

All that's left is her stale reflection

Where you cannot see her depression

If only the mirror and our eyes could see

Is how broken is all she'll ever be

This beautiful girl stands infront for all to look

But to touch, to hold her

Is only in your mind

You cannot reach the soul she left behind

This precious rare girl will fade in time

She shall forever be in our memories

A mad bird murdered in our hopes of joy

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Stupid Kid vs. Fate

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What have I gotten myself into?

I've cornered myself and they're closing in,

but I did it to myself



I'm such a stupid kid

I'm just a stupid kid



and now its stupid kid vs. Fate

my future's determined by today

the today I'll undoubtedly blow off

put my responsibilities away,

and live miseribly another day

in this, stupid kid vs. Fate



another day, I'm falling further away

from what I'm supposed to be

what I'm expected to be

and now I'm wondering

if I were that, would I be happier?

they're manipulating me.



and now its stupid kid vs. Fate

my future's determined by today

the today I'll undoubtedly blow off

put my responsibilities away,

and live miseribly another day

in this, stupid kid vs. Fate



I'm such a stupid kid

I'm just a stupid kid

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Something I wrote a while back.

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Anachronism

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Serious Poems

Dressed in flowing robes

he takes a promenade

Tipping his plumed head

respectfully

to those he meets

He smiles

He greets



His sword

stays in his scabbard

The other children

laugh and point



He is alone

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The increasing lack of respect among the young people gets to me sometimes. This poem is short, for a change.

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Not

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Fun Poems

I’m not a ghetto gangster

I’m not a fan of rap

I’m not a crazy vandal

And I’m not adorned with straps



I don’t drink any alcohol

I don’t smoke cigarettes

I don’t like random sex

And I don’t make vulgar threats



I’ve never been an arsonist

I’ve never stolen things

I’ve never made a prank call

And I’ve never had a fling



I’m not adorned with piercings

I don’t like the smell of pot

I’ve never crashed a car

I’m a teen; to THEM I’m not

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another clichéd poem bashing the misconceptions many people have about youth.

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Christmastime

Cold enveloping your entire body

Santa said that you've been naughty

Egging houses, throwing snow at cars

But over in China they're suffering from SARS

Opening presents you have'nt earned

The moral of the story is never learned

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I like this poem.  It is so good!!!

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For Natércia

No misty songs of love rehearsed,

Just the sarcastic truth

To satisfy the mental thirst

Of your insurgent youth.



Let's play the drums of change, my friend,

And ditch this boring place,

Rage on until the bitter end

With tenderness and grace.



Natércia, let loose your light,

Illuminate and thrill,

Do not give in without a fight,

Oh sunshine of Brazil!





                                    October 3, 2004

                              

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Next of Kin

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Family and Friends

How does it feel

to never have to deal

I grew up  just like you

except I created the glue

Once I turned my back on the game

a girl and my foolishness was to blame

Never turn on the family

I'll make sure that they rally

one day you might take a life

it could even be your wife

that's a sacrafice of the title

I bestow upon my little

Remember who you are

Alone you'll never be at war

With a great name

comes much to blame

Keep your eyes clear

In your heart, never have fear

When in need just call

your family will always be ready to ball

Never cloud your judgements

with drugs or other commitements

Never speak of who you are

to those who are just to far

Don't settle for a simple draft

Remember always your given craft

In all your exploits you must win

I will accept nothing less from my Next of Kin


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just a message to a certain someone who is very important in my life.

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