Come and Rise....
Started by Jupiter, Mar 14 2006 02:12 PM
12 replies to this topic
#1
Posted 14 March 2006 - 02:12 PM
[gr8]
Come and rise dear brother of mine
Advance to the light, and see the sign
Wake up from your shallow grave
Open your eyes and witness the knave
Their reign has dried the fertile land
They buried the books in the sand
They lead the zealous without respite
And the zealous cried day and night
A question presented to the chameleon
The questions treated as a rebellion
The questioner killed with ink and paper
Condemned and rendered as a traitor
Follow me for this is the truth, they sighed
The boat that rocked and then capsized
A blaze upon it, started years before
The spark that finally came to the fore
And upon its ashes we sit and wait
For the new king to rise and vacillate
And after the storm comes a cloud
Blocking the sun with its white shroud
We pray and hope for it to clear
But it lingers like our deepest fears
A thought of what may have been
A regret of which we now dream
Come and rise dear brother of mine
Advance to the light, and see the sign
Wake up from your shallow grave
Open your eyes and witness the knave
Their reign has dried the fertile land
They buried the books in the sand
They lead the zealous without respite
And the zealous cried day and night
A question presented to the chameleon
The questions treated as a rebellion
The questioner killed with ink and paper
Condemned and rendered as a traitor
Follow me for this is the truth, they sighed
The boat that rocked and then capsized
A blaze upon it, started years before
The spark that finally came to the fore
And upon its ashes we sit and wait
For the new king to rise and vacillate
And after the storm comes a cloud
Blocking the sun with its white shroud
We pray and hope for it to clear
But it lingers like our deepest fears
A thought of what may have been
A regret of which we now dream
#2
Posted 14 March 2006 - 09:41 PM
Mashallah bro ... beautiful poem, thoroughly enjoyed readin' it - HOF material me thinks !!!
#3
Posted 15 March 2006 - 12:24 AM
Jazakallah Kheyr.
#4
Posted 09 April 2006 - 09:06 AM
i agree with kadafi - good, steady rhythm and rhyme scheme, got a flow 2 it and words are inferred inbetween the couplets - deep- post more inshallah!
#5
Posted 02 May 2006 - 12:39 PM
Converted Post said:
Originally posted by Yasmin
i agree with kadafi - good, steady rhythm and rhyme scheme, got a flow 2 it and words are inferred inbetween the couplets - deep- post more inshallah!
i agree with kadafi - good, steady rhythm and rhyme scheme, got a flow 2 it and words are inferred inbetween the couplets - deep- post more inshallah!
Jazakallah Kheyr.
#6
Posted 22 May 2006 - 07:31 AM
Wow brother thas heaps mad, great poem bro, good choice of puttin ya here!!!!
#7
Posted 08 June 2006 - 09:05 PM
Converted Post said:
Originally posted by ~ the revivor ~
Wow brother thas heaps mad, great poem bro, good choice of puttin ya here!!!!
Wow brother thas heaps mad, great poem bro, good choice of puttin ya here!!!!
Barakallah Fee.
#9
Posted 26 July 2006 - 10:46 AM
good one bro that is a beautiful poem subhanAllah
#10
Posted 29 July 2006 - 01:18 AM
mashallah that was really nice.....
#11
Posted 29 July 2006 - 02:18 AM
Jupiter, on Mar 14 2006, 02:12 PM, said:
[gr8]
Come and rise dear brother of mine
Advance to the light, and see the sign
Wake up from your shallow grave
Open your eyes and witness the knave
Their reign has dried the fertile land
They buried the books in the sand
They lead the zealous without respite
And the zealous cried day and night
A question presented to the chameleon
The questions treated as a rebellion
The questioner killed with ink and paper
Condemned and rendered as a traitor
Follow me for this is the truth, they sighed
The boat that rocked and then capsized
A blaze upon it, started years before
The spark that finally came to the fore
And upon its ashes we sit and wait
For the new king to rise and vacillate
And after the storm comes a cloud
Blocking the sun with its white shroud
We pray and hope for it to clear
But it lingers like our deepest fears
A thought of what may have been
A regret of which we now dream
Come and rise dear brother of mine
Advance to the light, and see the sign
Wake up from your shallow grave
Open your eyes and witness the knave
Their reign has dried the fertile land
They buried the books in the sand
They lead the zealous without respite
And the zealous cried day and night
A question presented to the chameleon
The questions treated as a rebellion
The questioner killed with ink and paper
Condemned and rendered as a traitor
Follow me for this is the truth, they sighed
The boat that rocked and then capsized
A blaze upon it, started years before
The spark that finally came to the fore
And upon its ashes we sit and wait
For the new king to rise and vacillate
And after the storm comes a cloud
Blocking the sun with its white shroud
We pray and hope for it to clear
But it lingers like our deepest fears
A thought of what may have been
A regret of which we now dream
Now, this is great poem. Deep and I liked you rhymed the words, but moreso on the message it gives.
One question....."are you living your dream?" i.e. walking the talk your writing? Just a question.
#12
Posted 07 August 2006 - 08:08 AM
kadafi - Mashallah bro ... beautiful poem, thoroughly enjoyed readin' it - HOF material me thinks !!!
wats HOF
wats HOF
#13
Posted 14 August 2006 - 10:56 AM
Mashallah dats wiked!
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