Friend Zone

How could you say we could still be friends
When we never shared the same emotional lens
Everytime you see me your heart gets intense
It’s obvious you love me but you keep hiding behind a pretense

I laid my heart out for you
And you walked all over it with your matching shoe
I crawled, asking “what you want me to do”
You looked me in my eye and gave me my heart to chew

They say the best things in life are not free
Because you were the best thing in my life, I refused to let you be
I became the friend you talk to when no one was there but me
The one you complain to on how your boyfriend cheats

I was heartbroken but delighted hearing your voice
I kept crying wondering when you would realize
I was the bestie in the friendzone that had to rejoice
Giving you advice on how to go about with your love life

I understood you never liked me like I loved you
You never saw me as the man who will take you beyond the moon
Wake up to my breakfast and visit the zoo
Whom before you go to sleep would say “Ï love you”

With time I got used to the pain
The headaches stopped affecting my brain
My tears no longer poured like rain
My heart began to turn sane

Yet we became closer friends
But that didn’t stop my painful trends
I always wonder to myself when this would end
But how I could I live in a world without my gem

He later cheated with your best friend
You came to me crying as the dependable friend
I cheered you up and made the situation less tense
Even convinced you to look at it in a lighter sense

weeks later you came back to me saying you’ve fallen in love
It’s been sudden but its like this person has you in his palm like gloves
How this time around you believe he is your true love
Only for me to ask who and you mention a name that wasn’t mine

They say better late than never
But I cannot be chasing after you forever
As much as I would wish you to be my lover
You’ve made your choice and I hope that choice would treat you better

How could you say we could still be friends
When we never shared the same emotional lens
Everytime you see me your heart gets intense
It’s obvious you love me but you keep hiding behind a pretense

COPYRIGHT © A-One Poetry, 2023.

Heroes Of Shimfida

I am not dead but I was sentenced to death

Nothing criminal my offences were taking care of threats 

I swore to protect until my last breath

Only to be killed in the jungle and you don’t even care 

 

I went through the same life troubles as you 

I have a family and children I send to school

Being in the army does not mean I am slaving for you

It is the love for my country that led me to put on the boot

 

I left my family in the name of my nation

They cried in tears as I was sent off to a distant destination

It might seem to you I don’t cry because I was trained to control my emotions

This is only because I have to be strong for you to enjoy your freedom

 

It might not seem much to you that I do

All the sacrifices you think is not true 

My colleagues that gave their lives in service for you

Oh! I understand, It is the money that only concerns you

 

Your allegations of military corruption is beyond my say

As a soldier, I am disciplined to remain at bay 

Respect is key, as such my superiors I listen and obey 

I am not saying I am a slave but I trust in what they say

 

When I fall in battle, they mourn me 

It pains me to hear you don’t even have me in your memory

What do you think was my last thought as the bullet penetrates me 

I might not be your family, but the uniform deserves you to celebrate me

 

Eighteen good soldiers 

We ate together, trained together, and bleed together 

We might have fallen in this battle but never shall we lose the war

We are soldier, dead or alive we fight for the freedom of all

 

We fight with our fallen comrades at heart

We shoulder you on our backs 

And protect you from those trying to stab you in the back 

That is no reason for you to turn your backs on us 

 

This is no cry seeking for sympathy 

As a fellow citizen I deserve your empathy

Only together shall we unit in restoring our dignity

In the names of the Heroes of Shimfida, we will achieve our victory

 

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2020.

Covid Riddle

I am Riddle 

I was Born to distract you 

A knowledge made to mis-track you 

A foresight to miss guide you 

 

Make you love me unconditionally 

At the same time hate me wholeheartedly 

I am fictitious so you cannot see me 

 

Swift like the river on a quiet evening 

Bright like the wind, if you envision me 

Mighty and strong like the jungle that raised me

 

1,2,3 you cannot count me

I am a king and queen, you cannot stereotype me 

Dead and alive so you cannot kill me

 

I was born and I became strong 

I was forged as someone’s vision 

I was born with that vision 

 

I can fly, I can swim 

I can climb, up and down like a stream 

I can laugh, I can sing, a poetry I seem 

 

I go black when it’s dark 

I go bright when every where is light 

In hindsight, I created to control your mind 

 

My Purpose remains a mystery

My impact shall never be forgotten in history

My sins are not mine but yours to reveal

 

Riddle me and rid you of me

My name is Covid

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COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2020.

The golden Charmer

Knighted child in golden armor

Mattered not should ye be son to a farmer

A lawyer, doctor or even a Governor

The circle of life never existed in only one harbour

Yet this reality can be manipulated by a charmer

 

Knighted child in golden armor

Life seemed flexible from every angle in the mirror

Once away from the shadows of leisure

One would find the storm had never been heavier

Ye had only been sheltered under the family umbrella

 

A tradition of cosset

Shielded from all obstacles from birth

Ye’s Kindred meant no harm but good

Little did they forget the jungle is made of different woods

Some might be hard, and some soft

Ones Texture dictates the rationale behind his growth

 

A tradition of cosset

A facade to the feeble minded

A misplacement of value

Such tender a generation where trust weighs more than truth

A rooted foundation that warps our youth

 

Stories are told

Yet the truth remains to unfold

If the ultimate power is control

Then, a knighted child was only a means to a certain goal

How destructive a force yet attractive like gold

 

A knighted child in golden armor

Fell victim to the tradition of cosset

In plain sight is the absence of physical harm

While being ignorant to the notion of mental and emotional wants

To survive, the golden child needs to develop his personal charm

 

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2019.

One More Miles

When the road seems dark

and the storm begins to hound at you

thunder after thunder that forced your eyes to rain a drop or two

when all hope is by the edge 

the least of your pain is your head

when your life seems pointless 

it becomes very easy for you to lose your focus

 

Everything becomes personal

A little banter and you feel insulted 

the available ears doesn’t seem to listen 

so you become reckless and your attitude careless

You ponder about death but it is not an option

 

You start to think to yourself why life isn’t fair 

you somehow have the strength but the energy has disappeared 

the storm gets heavier and no one seems to care

you start to hope for light from any angle 

“You will get a different mind frame when you have been through the jungle”

 

Your stress turns into depression

A little misunderstanding turns into aggression 

you begin to lose all hopes on salvation

now your daily routine is just going through the motion

where every second of the day you are in your emotions

 

You should not count what you have lost

For counting will not alter your past

The future is unknown 

A reality that awaits to be foretold

Shall Ye keep Ye head high, Ye has one more mile to go

 

With patience comes perseverance 

but to begin with, your situation needs your wholehearted acceptance 

if whatever pain is temporary 

it is only right you strive relentless for your happiness

because this is your journey, and you have one more mile to go

 

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2019.

You

I know you think the source of my joy is you

I have been around and now I have you

I have tried not, never to neglect you

I have dug from deep down just to love you

I felt it in your heart every time I hug you

I see it in your eyes every time I’m with you

I sense it in your spirit every time I kiss you

Since day one I’ve tried never to doubt you

I don’t know how it is I wake and find you

I close my eyes and I dream you

I open my eyes and I see you

What…how….why is it always just you

I have seen the so called world beauties and they ain’t you

Even from far they cannot match you

They’ll play the game of statistics but their sum cannot add you

They could be canceled with only a fraction of you

Should it be a blessing for me to have you

The challenge of love has in-prisoned me and you

Should I escape I will escape with you

Should I be cured I will cure you

Should I fall it will always be for you

I look into the mirror and I love you

I look away and I miss you

I know both you and I are lucky to have you

 

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2018

The painter

A paint brush can paint a picture

ones’ twist that gets the mind richer

bunch of colours to a certain structure

all it takes is the right mixture

and the mind could create its theatre

past worries gone and life getting better

the mind throws out unwanted folders

one begins to keep positive composure

black and white as the paint brush over

life lessons comes but like a rollercoaster

grab the brush cause to your life you are the owner

If your life was human, would you paint it ?

Why Do They Keep Pushing Me

why do they keep pushing me

I thought we are family,

you’ all should be supporting me

when I take the wrong route’ correcting me

when I say the wrong things’ coaching me

when I fall off my feet’ lifting me

when I get hurt’ comforting me

 

why do they keep pushing me

I thought we are friends,

you’ all should be standing right beside me

when I get into a fight, you fight for me

when I mess up in life, you cover for me

when I break the code, you hug and forgive me

when I am lonely, you are lonely with me

 

why do they keep pushing me

I thought you are my girl,

you should be comforting me

when I cry, you cry with me

when I am sad, you bring the happy out of me

when I am negative, you push your positive inside me

when I break your heart, you listen to my apology

cause when I am in love…, I want only you beside me

 

AHMAD ABDUL-ONE  © COPYRIGHT 2017.