Great Pain..Great Men Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

by Freeyad Ibrahim

All poets and writers
were first wounded in their lives
When they are broken,
Then they became creative Celebrities
Creativity is the result of a failed love
As in our Muslim East
Who are, without spirits, dronken!
They may do everything
But not allowed to love,
The feeling remains unspoken!

That is why you see this huge number
of poets, writers and Salafists as well
They loved and prevented,
so they felt Miserable
Mentally broken,
and then they started..
The poets started working
Creatively for the life
The salafists, who shifted
Their love from a human being
to an extreme Love to God
Once asleep, no more awoken.

The human soul is like glass,
It hurts only when it breaks
And nothing makes us great
Except we are injured and broken,

&

Freyad Hugo