Welcoming Sahabah home
I did not see you but I felt your hot
breath icons to men offering your soul
exhaling spoken scat with all you got
surrendering your heart's milky control.
Turning I saw nothing save a cold day
of reflecting on myself in reveal
and I sighed knowing wishing is God's way
naked, alone, wanting once more to feel.
When chilly, you walk, doors slamming behind
trying not to rue while crossing a square
yet your dampness continues in your mind
to a coffee shop not caring you stare.
I put hands in my pockets holding still
and shrug shoulders inhaling breath to know
trying to imagine someone else real
my silent cry is alive as I go.
Your shivering won't stop like as you say
from sweetest lips sup my coffee warm hold
scared to speak up without feeling all gay
falling out of breath opening eyes behold.
What can I say not said better before?
Dare I seduce without being reduced?
What words create a saddle for love's door
to a fool acting without ends deduced?
You love me not you repeat to yourself
You don't want me you tell yourself again
but your body plots against your mental health.
as you are due for more glorious pain.
I love you not I say as you before
I have been hurt enough I say to you
and my body fights what I do adore
but I disbelieve myself, that is true.
Your lips are naked and teeth like a knife
as steam from my coffee dark, hot and black
and soul brews deeply from my heart's life.
corrupting anger as it brings love back.
I say to you this warning about hearts
nothing is predicted that may bring joy
for souls betray holders and fall apart.
as spirits are not a plaything toy.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
Author notes
Dear Sahabah
I thought to compose a poem to you from all my comments to you. You are powerful and I give this to you as a collaboration to welcome you to ap. This style is Iohagh style. She is a student of mine, Janet McCall, who is better than me in some ways. I use this because it is better to telling epic stories. It alternates rhyme on a ten beat alternating couplet style of ten stanzas. She uses it, well, go see her Publius Maximus and other series.
My Pledge
I, Mr. Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari, pledge my Foundation to halt child slavery activities including my charity, the Global Peace Film Festival, Inc., at www.peacefilmfest.org. I pledge moral support of legal, peaceful activities and my non-profit gifts offshore, onshore and globally, primarily with philanthropy from my personal investment to help halt all fraud, violence and scams hurting innocent children, women and families so help me God.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
In a list
A contest entry
- American Idol ~ What is your dream? by Nicole Cudworth.
525 points, ended February 10, 2007, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - I just want your personal best. by disparate.
900 points, ended February 20, 2007, 55 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I'm going to be honest, I've never read a poem in this style before, and I had a bit of trouble reading it smoothly and I fear due to inexperience(?) on my behalf, I didn't grasp as full mean as I could have.
However, some of the images in this were very striking, particularly for some reason, the coffee image. A lot of the phrases were beautiful, "for souls betray holders and fall apart.
as spirits are not a plaything toy." I really liked the last line, it made me think about how soul's would fall apart or betray us, and I realized how true and beautiful this line was..
"Your lips are naked and teeth like a knife
as steam from my coffee dark, hot and black" the image of the teeth, made me think of something unpleasant, yet white and stark which contrasted with the next line of the coffee. All in all, a lot of work must have went into this, and I think for what I grasped, it was very well done.
Thanks for taking the time to enter, I'm really sorry about the delay in my commenting and judging. Best of luck!
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A grand dream... thanks for entering.
Love and luck in all you endeavor... may all your dreams come true.
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This is surely the best way to welcome a friend to AP. Ah and I think she is so lucky too. My first days on this community were not that happy that is why I name this lady a lucky one.
Ah I see you are going to be a good teacher, Brother Abdul. I myself don’t know much of English styles but I can see this is a special style. I liked it like always.
Thank you for sharing your poetic piece here with us and I wish you best of luck in the contest you have entered :-)
~Massy~
PS. I almost forgot to say: Welcome here, dear Lady raw-sensuality. I wish you happy moments here.
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OH MY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh...this is simply amazing...thank you so very VERY much...I am so very touched that you did this for me. You are incredible...leaving me breathless and feeling adorned by the attention you have shown to me.
I will have to go and check out this form of poetry. Question dear teacher...will you give me an assignment daily?
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Meets No Stranger
...lol I knew she would come in and win everybody over and she's probably been here every bit of 2 days. She is a wonderful,lively person and she is going to eat this poem up. It's beautiful.
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GIRL.....
This has me in AWE...you know me well enough already to know that I am LOVIN' this piece... absolutely!!!! It's goin' on my front page
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Oh la la
This is for you raw-sensuality as a collab of my comments to you.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
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