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Mohammad Ahmad
01-28-2014, 12:06 PM
A vacant hamlet

Its residents decamped
To be just ruins and
Buried ashes normally fade
No firebrand
An old muddy stove yet it has brand
A melancholy desert never we had.
A time snubs its deformed hand
To withdraw with wind and sand
No sunny day remains and no orchard
Only the birds of prey still withstand
Forbidden is only allowed to those in demand
Its night becomes eternal intensely dark
No visitor could come, no one should ask
Hardly a humanbeing you could meet.
Only it could be trodden by elves' feet.
Yeaning souls often came to its splendid highland
Now no bird still eagerly to nest in this wasteland
To what destiny would I seek pleasure for instance?
A grim soul never would be spouted to entrance
Yet its valleys witness the pleasure of manhood
But the misery deprives its joyful green wood
Which plant could help to be birthwort?
No, its childbirth rarely it's a normal sort.

Mohammad Ahmad
01-28-2014, 12:15 PM
poem - 2

A tyrant face

A tyrant face overlooks again at Iraq
Dozen of skulls everyday will hang.
If you suppose the welfare had already come,
No, it is the sound of a savage war's drum
Iraq the father of civilizations what had to thee?
Didst you go sleepy a midst endless nebulae?
O, cousins, what you do, is just a frivolity.
To fight yourselves instead is quite folly.
To satisfy his greedy ,you go to fill his store
Tyranny always it has a deceptive door
The tyrant will escape as a frightened *****
Hear him not, promising you wealth or rich.
He himself is the real burglar of your money.
Even he seems smiling but he is rather funny.
By God, to whom thy destiny you relay on.
It is better to pelt him as a Satan with stone.
Curse upon the halt democracy he claimed.
Driven back as it was threatened and winded
Did you read to Shalmaneser the great Assyria King?
In how much at Urartu, he pulled the string.
Didst you still fear the stick of the tyrant sultan?
It is awfully to step aside without plan.
Death is to you if you comply to be slave.
You either live proudly or at once leave.

prendrelemick
01-30-2014, 07:16 AM
I found "The Tyrant Face" very interesting, but did the rhyme inhibit you? I think it is contorted by the rhyme.