Day 2

Oh how sweet is contentment!
And how wretched is ungratefulness!
Amazing is the case of the one,
Who grumbles though he has no reason to,
As though the sky has fallen,
As though misery is attached to his hip,
As though misfortune has never left him.
What cause do he have to grumble about?

What obstacles block his sight,
That he only sees a half empty cup?
He wishes every soul was as discontented as him,
Questioning others,
About their constantly upbeat moods,
Bright faces and smiles,

"Why are you always happy?" he asks!
Strange!
Perhaps a better question would be:
Why has he not found contentment yet?!

-Bint Qalin :)
Copyright ©2010

Day 1

If the owner of the heavens and earth,
Were to take my life at this moment,
Surely I would die one with many faults and sins,
But I promise you this, I would leave this world happy.
No, I don't have much to my name,
Perhaps I will leave behind more debts,
Than possessions to be gained, to be inherited,
For I have not tasted luxury, nor fame,
And I desire them not,
As the one who has tasted contentment,
Does not long for the glory, riches,
Others possess.
Simple things in life are enough,
For me:
A piece of bread is as delightful as a three course meal,
A decent shelter,
Will protect and keep me warm,
Just as a towering castle in the sky will.
Alhamdulilah!


-Bint Qalin :)
Copyright ©2010

Love Defined.. - April 3rd

There's a type of love that turns one blind,
But how does one define love in their mind?
Is it emotions that one feels inside,
or the actions displayed to one another outside?
Who defines what love is like?
Is it eating together or taking a hike?
Is it much more than what is said,
or is it a game that is played?
Love for me is already defined,
It is Allah's remembrance - in my heart it is confined.

Nimo Abdi Warfa
Copyright ©2010

You Are Not Forgotten - April 2nd

Eedo, Ayeeyo we miss you.
Habaryar, Abti what shall we do?
Macaanto, Huuno, Walaal your pain we feel.
Hooyo, Aabo your hearts we wish to heal.
For you, for them, for us - for all we pray.
We are speechless, what more shall we say?
Out of hunger and fear you shake,
Leaving our lands - have we made a mistake?
For the losses of our land, are we to blame?
Are our actions and deeds in vain?
For days, weeks and months we wonder,
On the suffering of our people we ponder.
We wish there was more we can do,
But no matter what, keep in mind we are by your side, we're with you.

Nimo Abdi Warfa
Copyright ©2010

April 8

Waxaan Ka Mid Ahay Qudrada Eebe, Markaad Abaar Ka Calacashaan Ayaan Idin Cawiya

Waxaan Ahay Qeyb Nooloshiina Qurxiya, La’aanteey Nooloshu Waa Ciriiri

Waxaad Dhahdaan Rafaadka Raaxo Ayaan Idinku Badala, Hadaan Si Xad Dhaaf U Da’o Waad Qalqashaan

Waan Yaabe Kumaan Ahay? Waan Idiin Hagar Baxa, Idinkuna I Heybisaan Sida Aan Ahay Halyeey Idin Hanqab Tira

Waa Hubaal Ruxii Heybad U Leh Tilmaanta Inuu Hor Iga Sheege Kumaan Ahay?

Waa Xaqiiqo Inaad Isla Dhex Mareysaan Qofka Aan Ahay Ee, Aan Idin Dulmaro Aragtideda Iyo Sida Aan Ahay

Warku Ha Cadadeedo Sideyda Oo Kale Warka Dhab Dhaha, Waxaan Ka Mid Ahay Kuwa Naftu Ku Jirin Ee Muhiimka Idin Ah

Waxaan I Qutaan Kuwa Hadla Iyo Kuwa Amusan Sida, Bina’aadanka, Dhirta, Shimbiraha

Waad Ku Daasheen Radiskeyge Dhagahiina Fura, Dhagahiina Fura Oo I Dhageysta Waxaan Ahay

Waxaan Ahay Rimanaha Loo Riyaaqo Marka La Waayo, Waxaan Ahay Rexaanta Rabi Idinku Maneysto

Waxaan Ahay Roob!

Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

April - April poem 7

Amaan Eeba Leh, Awoodiisa Hadaad Ogaan Laheedeen, April Seed U Aragtaan Iyo Kuwa Soo Alifay Awoodooda?

Alifaada Iyaaga Leh Oo Aqligooda Ka Keneen, Haduun Eebe Umadiisa Abuuri Laheen Oo Arliga Iyo Samada Soo Dajin Laheen Ma Jirteen April Iyo Kuwa Soo Alifeen Iyo Nagabe

Aan Ogaano Muhimada April Aadanaha Eey U Ledahay, Inta Badan Weynan Ogeene Bal I Maqla Aan Idiin Fahfahiye Aayar!

April Waa Bisha Afaraad Ee Sanadka, Anigoo Idiin Faafinaya Dhagahiina I Amaahiya! April Waa Bisha Mansada/ Geeraarka

Amaan Eeba Leh Ee Idinkuna Saas U Ogaada, Arimahan Isdhexyala Iyo Aadmiga Aan Ogeynow April Waa Bil Aan Erayo Ku Maamusi Karine Idinkuna Saas U Ogaada.

Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

Determined - April 1st

We are men,
We are women.
We are educated,
yes, even sophisticated.
Our generation is rising both young and old,
amidst us are the brave and bold.
We uphold an entire nation's dignity.
We are seekers of truth filled with integrity.
Our elders dream of us as their future to be's,
While those who know not laugh and slap their knees.
They throw us dirty looks,
But we smile with pride and study our books.
We have been persecuted, stepped on, and oppressed,
But our voices and our spirits cannot be suppressed.
Through all of these hardships our identity and value we must maintain,
Our foot prints on the globe we will stain.


Nimo Abdi Warfa
Copyright ©2010

Agoonta La Handado April 6

Afkeeyga Lagama Araarto Ilaahba Iga Ilaalshay Abaalna Waan Ugu Hayaaye, Alaa Maxaa Afaaro Been Ah Leyga Aminsanyahay? Insi Iyo Ibliis , Ibna’aadan Iyo Dugaag Intuu Ebaheey Abuuray Wuxuu Hadiyad U Siiyay Asluub Oo Eey Kula Dhaqmaan Adanaha Agtooda Ku Noole, Aqli Ma Ahan Ayatiinta Ina La Handadee, Aqli Ma Ahan Ina Si Bina’adanimada Ka Baxsan Loola Dhaqmee, Aqli Ma Ahan Ina Leys Inkiro Iyadoo Ibna’aadan Aan Nahaye, Allahayow Sahal Amuuraha , Ibna’aadan Asluub Ka Tagyee

Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

Jeceel Waa Jahnamo April 5

Jeceel Waa Jahnamo Iyo Jidko Laga Habaabe Hadaad Jahadiisa Dareemin Lafahu Ku Jabshaye Lagama Jeesto Jaarba Lala Noqda, Leyskuma Jilciyo Waa Lala Jihaada Intuun Jiro Kugu Abuurin, Lama Qarsade Waa La Soo Bandhigta, Ku Garan Waaye Jaceelow Maxaa Jaar Igala Kaa Dhigay? Sidaad Ila Soo Jaartay Ladi Waayey Hurdado Cunto Leyguma Sheego, Jaha Badalmay Oo Adaan Ku Jaarsaday Adne Jahnamo Waxba Ima Dhantide, Ku Jibaaxay Sheekado Ima Garab Sisidee Gorme Inaantaan Jeclaay Jaar Igala Dhigeysaa? Isuma Jeedo Moyee Jeceel Wuu I Jajabshaye Hadaad Jaarkeyga Tahay Jamaad Jaar Igala Dhig Waanan Mid Kale U Jeedine

Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

Saaxiib Siyaabo U Raac April 4

Talo Go’ankeeda Saaxiib U Sameeyso Waad Ka Heliye, Faasiqnimo Saaxiib Ha’uraacin Waad Ku Suuliye, Saaxiib Samaan U Raac Waad Ku Samatabixiye, Sidu Yahay U Dhaqan Waa Ku Samaane, Sideey Xaladaadu Tahay U Sheeg Wuu Ku Sacidiye, Sirtaada U Sheego Wusan Ka Sheegeynine, Si Daacad Ah Ula Dhaqan Wuu Ku Farxiye, Saaxiib Sadaqnimo U Raac Waa Ku Samaane, Sadeex Saaxiib U Raac Waad Ku Saldagiye, Sidaado Kale Hanoqdo Saadaq Waa Ku Samaane, Sidaado Kale Hanoqdo Qalbi Saafi Waa Ku Samaane, Sadeexse Haku Raacin Saaxiib, Saaxiib Su’aal Badan Hala Socon Kuma Samaan Doone, Saaxiib Sirtada Banaanka U Bixiya Hala Socon Kuma Samaan Doone, Saaxiib Ku Sira Hala Socon Kuma Samaan Doone

Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

Gaf Kama Galin April 3

Galad Laay Amiinka Waad Gadatay Oo Guri Hadaan Ku Geeysan Lahaa Waa Guul Dare Geedi Socodka Gabdhaha Soo Kamaan Gilgilan! Garabkooda Aan Socdo Iskaba Daayee Soo Sida Geela Iskama Ilaaliyo Ineey Garabka Igu Dhuftaan, Gabaryahay Geel Waad Ka Darto Uma Eekid Mid Guri Dhaqaneyse Soo Gar Ma Ahan Inaan Ku Gooyo? Garaad Ku Geeya Looma Gafee Maxaad Guul Daro Gacmahaaga Ku Go’ansatay! Guul Daradaada Guuxeda Waxaan Ka Dareemay Gabdha Aan La Socdee Heysku Dayin Inaad Nakala Geeyid. Guusha Aan Jecelkan Ka Gaaray Waa Guri Dhisashe Guul I Rajeey.

Ahmed Abdi

Qaran Burburay APRIL 2

Qaran Burburay Oo Qasaaray Qushuuc Iskuma Haaye, Qabyalad Ayeey Qutaano Qoonka Tabarta Yar Uma Naxaan, Qarax Kama Naxaan Oo Weey Qutaan, Qadarin Iskaba Daayo Qunsur Beey Isgaliyaan, Qasaraha Eey Geystaan Ayeey Qeyr U Arkaane, Qaradooda Iyo Qaranimadooda Weey Ka Ordeene, Qaadirow Rabiyow U Qashuuc Qomkaan Ada Quwadaas Leh, Qeyr U Naadi Oo Qalbigooda Qabooji, Qur’aanka Kariimka Iyo Sunada Nabiga (SAW) Ugu Yabooh, Quluubtodane Isku Fur Weynan Kala Marmine, Qaran Aan Qabiil Ku Dhisneyn Ugu Deeq, Qalbigooda Neh Ka Qaad Ereyga Qabiil Weey Ku Qasareene, Quluubtodane Isku Iftiimi Weey Isaqoonsadeen Sidii Haabil Iyo Qaabil

Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

Dowlad Iyo Dad Xun Daa’in Inooguma Deeqin APRIL POEM 1

Waxaan Nahay Qaran Dumay Oo Qasaare, Qaaligi Kursiga Naloo Saaray Hadu Ina Qiyaamay Yaan Qabsana? Qiil Been Ah Hadaan Qabiil Dusha U Saarnay Waa Kuma Al-Shabaab Iyo Inta La Qarabata? Qiyaas Oo Qeex Sheekada, Miyaan Ku Qasarin Qurba Joognimo? I Qabta Hadaan Qaldanahay Qabiil Magaciisa Kuma Adeegto Qaranimo Aan Ku Ganacsanahay, Miyaan Qunsur Qorta Inoo Galin Oo Nalama Kala Qeybsan?

Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

Still

When your eyes roll
Your chest deflates….stutters
Fingers claw…tear….weak…Weaker…
Thud grows dull, and you wonder
If your arms should thrash
If your legs should flail…
If your breath should still….and quicken yet
If your lips should gasp, wordless
Relentless in its hunger…
Should you struggle fiercer still
Or know quiet gratitude….
When the silence engulfs
And the light blinds
When your eyes roll back

Idil Barre
Copyright © 2010

A poem by Ahmed Abdi

Qabiilow Hadaan Ku Qadan Laheen Quruxda Somaliya Meel Logama Dhaceen, Qunsur Baad Nabaday Hadaan Nahay Qaran Somaliyeed, Qoloqolo Iyo Qatar Ayaad Nabaday, Qima Lawoow Qabiil Qanyarti Qalin Jabisay Qori Ineey Qaatan Ada Ku Qasabtay, Quruxda Nabada Hadaan Qiimeyo Manta Waanan Ku Qaadi Karine Iga Qaleyso Aan Qaran Somaliyeed Dhismihiisa Qeyb Ka Noqde


Oh tribe! have I not been abide by you, the beauty of Somalia couldn't have done like this!
You caused us trouble if we're Somali Nation, you caused us danger and divided us.
Oh priceless tribe! you forced the graduates of youth to take guns
If I evaluate the the beauty of peace, today I can't choose you so leave me alone
So I could be part of the rebuilding of Somali Nation!


Ahmed Abdi
Copyright ©2010

What is shame?

Walking hundreds of miles, to find themselves out of breath

A mother and her child can barely even stand,

Blisters on the bottom of their feet boiling within the sand

Born into a state were instability seems the staple

Their bare flesh clings to their fragile frames

The way those around them cling to their family names

Cause here shame is not drugs, shame is not meth

Shame is where newborns aren't offered breast

Shame is where starvation beckons death

Its where smoking barrels and empty caliber chambers

Are the first to greet new neighbors

Where human life is an afterthought only to be thought of later

Shame is for those who say they believe

While they walk away from a nation on it's knees

Shame is for you and I who eat and sleep

While turning a blind eye to those in need,

Yet adamantly proclaiming, WE BELIEVE


Abdisalaan Haji
Copyright ©2010

Freedom

A Waving Flag
Is A Thing Of The Past
So Throw Those Negative Thoughts Away
Cause You Gotta Have Faith & Not Be Afraid
But How Is That Possible When Violence Is All You Know
And Scars Are about the Only Things You Could show
Funny Ain't It How They Can't See
What Somalia Could Actually Mean To Be
Yes I Know Not Much Of What It Used To Be
But In My Mind I Know Of What It Should Be
Someday When Its Free
Someday When People Will Agree & Not Disagree
Well On Certain Things Like The Land
People And They're Democracy
But How Is That Possible When All You can See
Are People & Images On The T.V. Screen
& How It Shows No Good Only The Violence
And In Recent Events The Occurance Of The Somali Pirates
But My Heart Goes Out TO My Country Somali That's Her Name
Everything That's Happening Over There Lemme Assure You It Ain't a Game
Cause Best Believe It My Country's In Pain
And Don't Blame Our Youth Because They Don't Know
So They Put Up This Wall As If They Don't Care
But Deep Down Inside They're Scared
So Educate Them & Believe Me They'll Understand
The History Of Their Mother Land
And How Through The Years She's Been Used & Abused
Hurt Her More & One Thing They Wont Do
But Hope & Pray That The Day Will Come
That Our Land Is Restored Back Into One
Somalia I See Is Like A Diamond In The Rough
Finding Her Beauty Is Now Very Tough
Throughout The Land The National Anthem Will Be Sung
But You Can't Have Peace When Your Holding A Gun

Faduma Warsame
Copyright © 2010

Vultures

This poem goes out to the vultures everywhere

Vultures
You circle the skies
And walk the earth
Relentless in your quest
To quench your thirst with my blood
Although you normally pray on the weak
Feasting on decaying fleshes
And morally wounded souls
You aimed
Ambitiously
When you marked
Your hazy vision
On me
Forgetting
I am the rose
That sprang from concrete
The child that survived famine
The woman who overcame incest
And I would be damned
If your hatred
Is what I allow to consume me?

IT’S AMAZING WHAT CONFIDENCE AND SELF LOVE CAN DO FOR A PERSON’S SOUL!

Hayat Magan
Copyright © 2009

Reality Check

Firstly I am untitled but some call me a philosopher and that’s fine by me so long as I am not labelled a dreamer. Yes the world is dark but my conscious is the spark that lights the torch that inspires my thought. Daily drama its like the world is suffering from a continuous trauma. Could it be that thing called karma coming back to hunt her. Evil creeps behind every shadow, while the heads on the dollar you so blindly follow. No need to wonder why your dreams are hollow and your thoughts are like rain water on the pavement shallow. Ask the poor man why he swings his machete, nickels paid for his labour while you enjoy your rice and fine spaghetti. Lets take a minute to pay attention to the mathematics. Struggle on the plantation for a whole year the produce is shipped abroad but your children’s feet are still bare. Exploited by your own government so why should the foreigners care. Do I really need to tell you that the politician is just an over paid dire actor, that waves his hands the same way the conductor instructs an orchestra. Entice you with sweet nothings for your vote; paint you a picture of hope and once in power with public funds he will surely elope. We can sit for hours discussing the problem, but time is better spent on finding a viable solution. It is my understanding that power is in the hands of the masses or is it just my own misconception. Human rights are genuine or just an illusion or an advertisement, then why aren’t Bush and Blair facing an indictment. My thoughts are organic even if you don’t like it; words are lifeless until you stake your life on it. Give a loud voice to those who are voiceless, a platform to vent their unrest. A two faced revolting world, would they be this silent if the white house or parliament became a Jewish settlement. I am not a doctor but such a hostile takeover would cause any human a mental ailment. My only wish is to inspire the strength needed for this unjust mould to break. To stand up against injustice, pain and suffering in vain you will never take. Forgive me if you misunderstand, my words are not to fuel racial or religious hate. But if a man doesn’t stand for that which he believes then he will never tempt fate. Lets make every effort to set the record straight before the world reaches its expiry date. Lets never for get the powers of supplication even for as little as the food on your plate.

Hamza Egal
Copyright © 2010

The unknown stranger

Smells so beautiful like your favourite fragrance,
Every heart melts with a glimpse of your physical appearance,
Takes strides like a model, curves like a bottle,
Body moving to the music,
Self-confidence bordering arrogance,
The physical features open for all to see,
To an extent almost nude to the eye of the beholder,
With an ungrateful attitude,
Yet when you look into her eyes,
You see pure innocence,
But not as innocent as you think...

Based on girls who expose themselves in the public and think they got it all by exposing their physical features and attitude of arrogant. Think the world is theirs by thinking confidence with pride of ungratefulness would make them stand up from the rest and the play the innocent chick but devil thoughts in the mind.


Ahmeddey M Hassan
Copyright © 2010

About Somalia

In the Darkest corners of Somalia

Where Bullets fly in a forgotten land

Where children live on Dirty water and dried Rice

Where there is so much hope But no rope to hold on to

Where loyalties are tested

Where you have to fight for your Life

Where children sit under trees to read their Quran

And one day wish people of the land will return

Where mothers cry

Silence in a place like this can not do much

So much to do so little time

At the end of the day

I come home with poetry and Faith

Save our people save our land

We can not feel their pain even if we try

This motherly Land has been torn apart

We smile while we bleed

We are the Horn of Africa

Hamdi Abdullahi
Copyright © 2010

“My Dream and You”

Pain, Sorrow, Anger and Frustration.
Learn to relinquish your fear, and use it to perceiver.
To get passed all that is impeding you to get to that eternal happiness.
That moment of serene bliss where all your dreams have come true.
That moment where all those painful memories, all the blood, sweat and hours of shed tears have led to something magical.
A moment blessed by Allah(swt), where the one you love is standing beside you.
Take that moment to close your eyes.
To breath it all in.
A moment so unworthy of words that all you want to do is forget the world, and live in it.
Reality can afford to wait a little while.
Live in that moment for as long as possible.
Do that before reality swoops in, and takes it all away.

Sofia Mohamed
Copyright © 2010

If you’re listening.

Call it an email, posted letter, phone call or even a message in a bottle
Have you not noticed that for so many, daily lives are a constant battle?

Yet in the middle of their endless troubles and tests, they never give up
Time and space is merged and endless, they pray and wish for it to stop

So if you’re listening, let me tell you about my home my beautiful continent.
Where the land is abundant with wealth enough to make any human content

Yet constantly I watch it being raped, every time it starts to bud its cut down
Governments and co operations amongst themselves the peoples wealth is past around

Use human lives as building blocks for the creation of your glass mansion
All the while they fear and wonder why they are condemned to a world of seclusion

If you’re listening, let me tell you about those who have been forgotten by history
Spent their lives trying to tyrannize the helpless, only to swallowed by the sea
From their high chairs of falsehood they came tumbling down no longer in memory

So if you’re listening raise your hands and with bold courage make a firm stand
Or just keep playing ignorant but the blood will continue to drip from your hand

Hamza Egal
Copyright © 2009

Shankarroon

Shankarroon gabadh toosan
shabbad weeye dhawrsoonoo
shalmadday huwanaysay
sharka isaga dedaysaa;
shukaday xidhanaysay
shiki isaga fogaysaa;
sharabaadkaan debcaynbuu
shaydaan uga durkaayaa;

Shibbanaanta xishoodkiyo
shisheeyahoy iska shareertaa
shar ka weyn loogu geystaa
sheeko kasta loogu keenaa
shir walba loogu xasuustaa;

Shanteeday tukanaysaa
uunsigay shidanaysaa
shan ubaday korinaysaa
shuuradood karinaysaa
noloshii nebigeenniyo
casharaday ku shuqloontaa;

Sheekheedoy adeecdiyo
shilin xalaaloy naqaysaa
sharle oo dhan u eegtaa
sheekadeeda u baadhaa
shey kastana ugu eershaa;

Sheekheeday sharfaysaa!
shanqadhiisa goortay maqashee
shaqo uu ka yimaaddo
shandadday ka dhigaysaa
sharaf bay u salaami;
shiillimaadkay ku dheertoo
shan nooc oon la aqoon bay
miiska ugu sharraxaysaa;

Shaahay kaga dejinaysaa
sheekadiisa idayl iyo
shiddadii maalintaasay
sharaf uga dhegaysan;
shilinkii uu dharaartaa
soo shaqeeyay idaylbuu
shanta farood uga dhiibaa;

Iyadoo shan-ka-roonoo
shaqadaasi dhan haysaa
'shareeratooy' lagu caayaa
shiid loola istaagaa
oo shuuci walliba u laayaa.


Jowhar Maidhane
Copyright © 1992

Forgetful We are...

"Forgetful we have become of the righteous path,
In doing so we have obtained Allah's wrath.
My heart aches for lost souls like you and I.
Do we want to be denied entry to Paradise - the coolness of every eye?
Many before us have died.
The world was their goal - for so long they had tried.
Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) fought for this nation that is now so divided,
We are forgetful thinking that it is our careers that have provided.
SubhanAllah, Where is deen in our lives?!
Or do we deny our souls the opportunity to be amongst the few whom try to be among the strivers?"

Nimo Abdi Warfa
Copyright ©2010

My beloved country

oh my beloved country

oh my beloved people

what used to be great

is now destroyed

what used to be beautiful

is now ugly

what used to be honour

is now disgrace

what used to worthy

is worthless

what used to be a tall beautiful building

is now a ruble

what used to be street

is now a ragged derail

what used to be school

is now a cemetery

torn by two

the tribes are multiplying

before end of the decade

there will be millions

you were once feared by your neighbors

now they walk in and out of your borders

oh my people what have you done

oh my people what have you done

oh my people what have you done.

Sharmaarke Abdi Galbeed
Copyright ©2010

Saman

Saman hore midka aan ku sugannihiyo safkii dhexdooda tegay

San-ku-neefle aadmiga intii seefta malag qaadday

Qabri Eebahay suureeyay sannado yaallaane

Saacaddan waxay guranayaan seerahay beerteene

Sahayduu dhigtuu ruux walbaa saaxi u hayaayoo

sina ugama soo bixi karaan suurtoon la afuufin;

Sokeeyoow illayn seeftu waa mid aan la seegayne

Haddaad samo falaysoo aad tahay ruux san oo toosan

Iyo haddaad xumaan salaqsatoba qabri ma seegaysid;

Dharaartii haddaad soomaysood leyl salaad hayso

Amma aad xijaab saydhay oo aad diin saluugayso

Ogow wedkaan la seegaynin oo qabri baa ku sugaayee;

Sokeeyoow illayn seeftu waa mid aan la seegayne

Haddaad isla sarraysoo saraha tan u dheer lagu saaro

Oo lebiska iyo soorta aad saacad walba beddesho

Iyo haddaad ifka ka saahiddoo sibidhka aad seexan

Oo saxanka keliyaata aad saddex ku dhaafayso

Ogow wedkaan la seegaynin oo qabri baa ku sugaayee;

Sakaaraadku saacadda uu yimaad sariirna aad taallo

Sanka iyo xubnuhu goorta ay dareere sii daayaan

Saacaddaada markay gaadho ee nafta lagaa siibo

San-ku-neefle intii kuu dhawayd lilmada saydhayso

Oo qaarkii sedriga kaa jeclaa samirka ay seegaan

Sokeeyahaaga midkii ugu dhawaa biyaha kugu saydho

Saqiir sebi ah sidii aad tahayna saabuun kugu maydho

Goorta kafan lagugu sigib tiree laxashka lagu saaro

Salaaddii janaasada wakhtiga sarajoog lagu oogo

Si dhakhso ah markii loo kacee aaska loo yaaco

Qabri kugu sar go’an laguu qodee lagugu sii ridayo

Sawd aan la maqal baad ku odhan ‘Saaxiibayaal I dhiga

sokeeyoow halkaad ii siddaan samo ma yaallaane

xumahaan siraystiyo waxaa I sugi su’aashiiye

salaaddaan ka tegay oo mas baa iga sawaab marinne

abeesooyin baan sii arkaa safan hareeraha e

sidaan idiin jeclahay anigu marnaba idinma siiyeene

qalbigiinna samihii muxuu saaka uga suulay?”

Salkaa lagu dhigoo ciiddii baa lagugu soo geddiyay

Saanta ugu danbaysana markaad maqasho socodkeedaa

Lagu soo fadhiisini sidaad hurdo ka soo seleshay;

Sifadoodu laba ay darantahaa su’aal ku waydiinne

Nin wallowba saacaddan is qabo caawa ha la sugine

Salaamkana u soo noqo santaag samo laguma gaadhee.


Jowhar Maidhane
Copyright © 1999

A stranger

A stranger is one who finds himself far away from everything he loves and is familiar with.
He arrives from the east with the rising sun, And departs as the sun sets in the west.
Whoever sees him does not know him, whoever does not see him cares not for him.
His very appearance sets him apart. He does not belong. He is a stranger."

I am a stranger and got This Rudyard Kipling Poem for you and anyone else interested.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

Abdul A'kk
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~Stained With Pain~

"I sit on a mattress with a book and pen in my hands.
I clutch them so closely to my heart, they have become my dearest friends.
On a beautiful sheet I pour my sorrow and pain.
The emotions my paint and the pen my brush with which I stain.
No complaints do I get from this beautiful gift that I have flood,
It simply accepts my pain that drips like blood.
Sometimes the world slaps us so hard, we don't know what to say.
But I am told, "When the world pushes you to your knees, your in the perfect position to pray."
Devastating is what this "cell" can be,
But are we ready to open our eyes and see?
In life we have decisions to make,
Trust me, life is not an easy piece of cake.
It will either break you down or make you stronger,
But don't expect everything to be a-ok, you just might have to strive a bit longer."

"cell" - this world.
Nimo Abdi Warfa
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CALANKA

Gibilkaga Maxeey Gadiyeen(Calanka Iyo Dalka Soomaaliya)
Gibilkaga Maxeey Gadiyeen Oo Guuldaro Ku Dhigeen,
Gumeeysi Maxeey Gacanta Ku Galiyeen Oo Lagu Gar Celin Waayay,
Gaf Maxeey Galeen Oo Gurigooda Gacmahooda Ku Dumiyeen,
Garaad Iyo Suldaan Maxaa Gaaf Loo Dilay Oo Wax U Kala Gar Qaada Gacan Lagu Heyn,
Misana Gabdho Iyo Hooyo Eey U Gacan Qaadin,
Geesinimo Maxeey Sheegteen Ooy Gaari Wayeen Garaadki Guusha Soo Hooyeen Ee SYL Iyo Intii Garabkooda Gashay,
Geesi Waa Ki U Gar Noqa Ruuxa Saxsan, Geesi Waa Ki Gumeysiga La Soo Dagalay Oo Gurigiisa Ku Soo Noqon,
Geesi Waa Ki Garoomada Dagaalka
Guri Ka Dhistay Ee Cadowgiisa Ka Guleysta,
Guulow Ilaah Garabkaga Ha Galo(Calanka Iyo Dalka Soomaaliya)
Gurubka Kani Gardaro Eey Ku Keeneen Iyo Gumeeysi Eey
Gacanta Ku Galiyaan Mooye Walee Gabdhaha La Qaatay Oo Ku Garabayeen,
Gurubka Kan Gabasaraha Waa Ina Loo Galiyo Oo Gacmahane Jijimo Loo Galiyo,
Garaado Ma Noola Oo God Ayeey Galiyeen,
Guryihiina Geeskoda Ayaad Ka Garaneysa Ina Garneel Eey La Dhaceen,
Gesiyaashine Gidarada Ayeey Gaajo La Jifaan,
Intii Ku Garawday Neh Wadan Gaalo Ayeey U Gureen Oo Waxa Ku Gudi Ah
Guruub Ku Taqasusay Sida Ganjada Looga Gooyo Minada,
Waxa Ku Garab Ah Gandhariyo Loo Tababaray Sida Loo Gamo Garnelada,
Waxaa Ku Gayi Ah Dagaal Iyo Guuldaro,
Gibilkaga Maxeey Gadiyeen Oo Eey Ku Gubeen,Guulow Ilaahow Garabkaga Gal


Ahmed Abdi
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