Meskot salutes the Ethiopian poet Debebe Seifu. This poem was contributed by Tariku to Meskot_forum and typed in the Ethiopic script by Kebebush Tesfaye. Yebirhan fikire(Debebe Seifu poem). 67 likes. Book. Debebe Seifu “YeBirhan Fikir”E.C. Fan Recommended Poem.

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Salix Thelema Rausmend Sep 3. Wet hands coerce her tidal politic: Unleash the phantoms of the wistful world at bay from that optimal day when climbed I up the risers, capped to fortune, palme-d’essence, mindful hitch.

Can such be relished by a boy? Or will his chains hold strong and anchor back to relapsed wrong? Can such be debbebe by a song and her soprano?

Subconscious on Parade Mar I struggle to hold myself up to a standard, to an ideal, of self-care, self-respect, and protection of heart But this is a slide that I have no power over. This force that pulls me – yes, this very idea has gravity – This force is unrelenting, gnawing, sneaky, persistent, not intentional or malicious, simply inevitable.

Ethiopian Poetry: Ke Axum Chaf Akumada by Debebe Seifu | Abbay Media

It is a slow erosion taking a mountain out to sea when I look, and a great landslide swiftly collapsing when I turn my back. Where once, I hung precariously, I was at least secured in a temporary equilibrium. But now just one cord snaps and I am swinging, falling, a safety net not yet woven. That moment I just felt life is temptation It starts. My erosion of self That moment I shed my tears in front of everyone. And hope to find a hand over my shoulder of someone.


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Remembering Assistant professor poet Debebe Seifu

You met me once and left me for your laws I started digging myself for my unknown flaws. My erosion of self. When weifu said “I love you” it was like a room that was built on to an already finished house always an afterthought.

When you said “I miss you” it was like drinking coffee from a teacup it never made a difference But when you made the mountains we had built up into valleys I asked “why? Pollen Toss Acoustic Lyrics with Audio. The daffodils are springing In the bloom, the pollen toss The bird sway as they sing I sense your touch in my all Take a little longer ahhh Take a little time Just forget to forge The gorge you left whole The pavement I step, rolling stones Each pierce my heart, the yesterday I am not a magician neither a mystic To foretell your heart strained desires Cascading motions or emotions Anticipated notions and collusions Erosion of the past demolish solutions Fainted resolution my contradiction.

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Ethiopian Poetry: Ke Axum Chaf Akumada by Debebe Seifu

Alem Hailu GKristos Sep As mother nature’s Punitive measure Against a society In maintaining The statuesque That doesn’t bother, Our rivers Had become subject To a water thirst, To the extent Of projecting Rocky ribs Terrifyingly protruded out For easy count!


Our forests once stripped of Their wooded cover Have started, fast, to recover From afar they are seen Robed eye-catching green From a fry-pan sky Allowing a shelter Also busy Carbon to sequester. Wild animals That migrated Have preferred Back their way to find. Now farmers don’t have Deep to dig To sink a water well Or find a nearby spring. Birds are heard chirruping Be it winter, summer or spring, While Brooks bubbling.

Buzzing and hovering From this to that flower Bees are producing Organic honey by the hour. Promising a bumper harvest Farmer’s plots have Fortunately continued To resuscitate! Those leaving Their denuded abode behind Away, who preferred To stay ‘We will return back home soon! To dispel the spectre Of climate change And systematically face The global challenge True to the adage ‘We have either to swim together or sink together! The bad scenario seemed unrecoverable.

Now a days Ethiopia is reversing that sad episode. The bad scenario seemed unrecoverable then.

A poem by Debebe Seifu | Addis Journal

I have therefore to write a poem on this. Michael Cassio Jul Ne’er such a sense Overwhelmed my hot-spot As this dangling oval, skin and nerves of Oily pouch I cream. Inspires by some none too pleasant chafage that I experienced on rental bikes in Berlin and Amsterdam.