sallam yassin

Bronze Star - 2,151 Points (05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

Two - Poem by sallam yassin

In her solo
Angel
Divine lyric
Rhyme
I met
In ascent magical thy space
Where no scarcity
In love
Where
You paint
Dreams
You pick real
Where in plaint
You plant
Roses
From words
Pouring
Deep of heart
Healer of my soul
There is
A silent sigh
Lass shed tears
Lost and faded
In her faint
As she lost face in face
In vividness prime
Angel
There is
A hidden pain
Angel
Who to blame
Mist or fair
Meant to mend
Or mold to break

I wonder
That angel
Who busted me believe in love
Burst me when told me
Don't believe in love
How bee
Could be
Without honey
How bird
Could be borne
Without wings

Oh angel
As light
You never see
The darkest side of moon
As love
You infinity grace
But could we know that
In every prime
There is
A pain
In every flying
There is
A fall


Comments about Two by sallam yassin

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (4/23/2013 9:36:00 AM)

    again a nice poem well writ (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 799 Points Yasmeen Khan (4/18/2013 8:50:00 AM)

    Everything is wrought with pain in this world and only the Paradise would be a place of perfect bliss. Your poem expresses a deep philosophy in easy flow of words. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 323 Points Poetheart Morgan (4/14/2013 12:43:00 PM)

    Ih! Poet, i am tired to fall. I told you before 2 is a troubled number. Or this, or that....... Go on through to the 3.... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 35,597 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/12/2013 1:01:00 PM)

    In every flying there is a fall. thanks. this is true. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013


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