The poem about to be posted now is written by Kenny salami (kslam). And it is a registerd book with ISBN number... Happy reading.

1. My painful thought
My thought are within me,
my thoughts are for me,
looks like no one knows it.

My thought hurts my mind,
they are like sharpened blades
which can tear my heart
but i am committed to them.

My thought are strange
but part of me,
my thought are my friends,
also my heart's beater.

They hurts me daily,
trouble me to all extent,
when I look at them,
I think they love me
To be continued...

Love like there is no tomorrow. And when tomorrow comes, love again...

struggle of life
Torn and torn,
hardship upon one another,
it's coin that has two sides,
no one to help.

Life in the funeral,
we are derive of our pride,
they made us blind.
Put hot chains on us.

Bamboos of hard work?
Makes us suffer pains of water
why have we chosen that?
Why blacks?

Because we are powerful
but helpless.
Just like a living in the dead land
but full of pride.

Born to rule we are!
But the struggle of life hooks us down suffered and suffering we are

Fear
What should I fear?
Someone tell me?
May be a human being?
May be a spiritual being?
May be an animal being?
May be you?

Okay what should I fear?
May be hunger?
May be death?
May be clothing and shelter?
May be powers and riches?
May be position and post?

Okay what should I fear?
May be I fear this ungrateful life?
May be I fear those ones?
should I fear you?
Someone tell me.