The only northern northern star
As winter hazes of January spraying
While I was meditating on how
To write this riveting poem which
Seemed to be for someone who
I never cast in my sight.
Despite her name is not an odd in me
But I know she will be something to me
I meant not a dating pal to me
But rather just a friend indeed
A friend who commend my poetry deeds
Just as I saw her with her sparkling eyes
And her face was mulched with soft grins
Her lips which I didn't hanker to express
Were depicted with red lip stick.
This amazon is the northern star
With a great northern love polar.
Her name was entitled with the full star
Which moon lives never without it
Because it's something so lucid
To be recalled and put into the term of explicit.
It's the usual name you know
It's the name most people need to follow
It's the intricate figure artists draw
It's a name which is not austere to be deciphered.
It's a name which was kept as a hoopla
Umpteen participants involve in the game
Just to encircled it within their hearts.
She is a gem sapphire in sapphires
Which was hoarded spared for our generation
And fortunately we discovered her.
She was embedded knackly
Owing-to of her homage.
She was dubbed as Zarah
Not as many names didn't resemble Sarah.
You know you're gorgeous
So you know I must put it into bare line
Zarah you are the northern full star
Who lives beside the northern moon's pillar.
You deserved the African queen
Though some bunches of girls strive for its crown.
You can confiscate it even though they are the last girls standing.
If they will agree the case to be as a vie
Otherwise I know they can not vie
Against you because your name
Is not a commoner name
Which will be put into a game.
You totter umpteen swarms of girls
Whenever you restored your shyla,
I know your hallucinations deciphers
To you that it's your gravity that does that,
No, I said no, it's your shyla's fragrance
That does that unconscionable work.
Do you know that you're like a hoodlum
In your enemies, anytime you zapped
Through their aisles, they all dazed down?
Do you ever discern that anytime you Attended a particular party you
Deprive all guys in hands of chicks,
Vamoosing'em with mouth leaked?
The only northern-northern star,
I said the only northern star.
You soak up the blood of our body
Of course including me with my body
You embedded us in a helter-skelter
In which I myself became so slender
In the matter of your adoration.
I don't know whether I'll be in operation
Of your love which will be a competition
Which will be held in Falgore Forest
Though I ever collided with BHTs in Forest
Of Sambisa in which we demolished them
But this time this your name's fame
Will be entitled as Zarah Forest.
Zarah forest is a forest where Lions, Tigers and leopards are to be reached,
Apertures of murky houses of jinns
Remember I said not inns but jinns
If you don't know the different between
The two, so maybe you will not win.
In the operation, there will no feeds,
I meant no Coke, no bread, no biscuits,
No Fanta, no tea in fact no water
In case to drench our tracheas.
Also in the operation, there will no be
Ganja, no Shisha, and there will no be
Cigarette so that we can drain the water
Which streams in our tracheas.
I don't know what will be the prize
If anyone of us deserves to be prized
After the competition is conquered.
Because I dreamed I was in a dahlia
Of your world, I said dahlia not Maliya,
Beating some small shrubs expecting
You there with your love waiting
For me to come with my power
Of luring any girl with your name
But I didn't know how I became blamed
Because I tottered due to lacked of power.
I am standing on a floor
Which was depicted with a yellow
Paint that will not flow
Away by any wind's blow.
I cannot be able to bow
Down owing-to my bone marrow
Entirely got drained and the bones got hole'
Which is hardly to fill them all
Because your arrow
Had darted my heart and made a narrow
Deep aperture which is hardly for a hero
To attempt to enter because it isn't a shallow.
I don't have a clue of uprooting your arrow
From my lonely heart that roared
Highly because of the sorrow
That will become a glow
Within my heart as more
As you confiscated the mirror
You laid in my heart with soft pillow
Since an australopithecus ago.
Oh! The northern star
I thought your number is glo
Because my mentality is low
I could not distinguish more
Things in this my small
Brain that cannot not recall
Two things like troll.
After I understood that your number
Does exists, I then called you with my number
Just to hear your voice's manner
But unfortunately to me the number
Was busy, so I postponed it to later.
Oh! The northern star
Despite I will be incarcerated
Or in fact I will be incapacitated,
I will try as much as I will be elated
If I will be included
As the person who ever casted
My words of love that burns
The rage of angry-passions
That became like guinea-corns
In doves' stomach chambers.
So please my only northern
Star, let me install my pen,
My pen of love in your brightened
Library, I said library not prison
So that I may draw and design
As single and simple drawing
Which will be kept living
In the library as a gift-star.
Oh! The northern Star
If I will be wriggling
While you are strangling
My neck which I know will be excruciating
Because of your scalding
Moans that will be emanating
On my scorched skin
Just for you to be gouging
Not to ooz and slant ''I love you'',
In doing so, I will stuck my legs firmly
And strive till I have the upper hand.
Otherwise, if you have a sister
Am talking to you northern star,
If you have a beautiful sister
Who owned a sparkling
Eyes like yours that are glittering
Like a diamond ring.
And also if she had settled
Eye-borrows that startled
Me earlier from the time
I saw you with my mind.
And if she had a grinned
Face that looks like your tambourine
And also if she had a lilac
Lips that are not so gigantic
But softy and red like a petal of flower.
And if she is an austere girl
Like you, I will try at all
To manage with her
But note that if she possessed a name ''Zarah''.
Copyright © Abubakar Mohammed Musa | Year Posted 2019
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