Bamanga Bashir Poet Haiku

Fulani's Philosophy

Haiku I mean
because
life is a mystery

sky is clear
and serene

one draw

these grasshoppers-
I want to pass
I want to smile

may be love
is hand to mouth
or may be we eat
to live
or may be we live to eat

because here is domestic-
even cowards
are our brothers

because I can't sleep
anyhow, nothing is scarce
rather it goes through

before me is a thought
in letters and words-
others are mode, mean and median

and still others are bound around

wisdom is a reason-
here, between ends
of a bridge

and even among
houseflies butterflying
around

nods? are but words
of body gestures
a crocodile lamenting

and courting or something

tonight case may be
different, may be tough
I fear flies

and see tomorrow is an
election day
oh! my head and heart!

may be next season
fire may be abundant
in vitamins

I digest two morsels
of favourite food

did I wink to
right or left?
after all I am taking precautions

isn't it?

this station here
smoke rising
in snow and wind

like a privatization
of facial expressions
hark and damn?

I think everybody
is free? and everything?
toast to me twas?

I think we will 
leave here for Malabu?
isn't it?

something is a dream
in wings of east and west
isn't it?...

some haikus to fancy
weather of rainbow
may I blow my nose? and brush my teeth?.

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