I saw her pics in Zaria
They said her name is Maria
I thought it was a nickname
But, Lo it was her real name
She's not the girl in CNN
She's just a girl in UNN
Her look is so adorable
Her brain is not comparable
I can't explain her loyalty
With all her traits of royalty
King Charles is called His Majesty
Her name should be Her Majesty
She brings to mind St. Goretti
Her namesake MARIAGORETTI.
Categories:
zaria, beautiful, crush, emotions, first
Form: Couplet
Nazirites were called
at zaria calls den.
Old and youngs:
Any so odd lung.
To adjusts
just toads.
They are fruits of consecration,
Put aside by seperation.
To peeped into the sacred things,
And be made over Angelics kings.
Nazirites pays their bills,
Bills that're to some meals.
What to other is good,
May be to you rude.
18:01:07:20:20
Categories:
zaria, allusion,
Form: Rhyme
A: I’ll call him AARUSH, ray of sun;
B: And she’ll be BEA, a happy one;
C: COLCHAS is bronze from head to toes;
D: His oaktree brother, DARA, grows;
E: Alive is EFA, she’s a one;
F: And FFION is our foxglove son;
G: There’s GUY, our clever boy the guide;
H: HAKIM, he’s wise - can’t be denied;
I: She works, Our IDA, round the clock;
J: JOANNA says her God, he rocks;
K: Alert, our KACIE tops her class;
L: LATISHA, such a happy lass;
M: As MARCO thinks he’s Mars the god;
N: New baby brother NEO nods;
O: He’s OLAF, proud of kith and kin;
P: And PAULA, she is small and thin;
Q: My QUEENIE she’s a queen - beware;
R: He’s ROAN with the reddest hair;
S: While SADIE, she’s a princess; wild
T: TALULAH, she’s an awful child;
U: As URI is a boy of light;
V: VERONICA, her picture’s right;
W: And WENDY, she’s a friendly soul;
X: But XANDER, he’s a fighter though;
Y: YVETTE, she’s like a yew so tall;
Z: And ZAK, the purest boy of all;
And now I’ve named the little dears;
I must get started – volunteers?
I’m 43, single again and live in England. I don’t have any children (as far as I know, LOL).
For Cyndi’s Z is for Zaria contest
Categories:
zaria, child, happy, happy,
Form: ABC
this rose so fragile
all the good of me in you
now taken away
Categories:
zaria, daughter
Form: Haiku
“Wait! Wait!! Wait now Driver !!!
Your passengers still dey down
Which kain Driver be dis sef?
Those ladies never enter abi?”
Passengers stood up echoing angrily
Some hitting hard at the snail-like Marcoppolo
Alas! The man behind the wheel paused.
The left passengers rushed in
All ranging with anger
Alhaja’s fury got to the crescendo
She was fell twice before hooking up
To the cat-walking moving house.
Pacing up and down inside it
The man still raining abuses on all we
And the one who conducts him joined
The Alhajas, they harassed to our chagrin.
Unto the ears of the Boss of the Man
Behind the wheel she beckons
“ He must pay dearly for this”
She echoes, trying not to sob.
At the very park of the vehicle in Zaria
The Alhajis . . . we and others complained
That a slow mad man was wheeling our lives
We want him no more to wheel our lives
There comes the change of the Driver
As we all laughed and giggled to Kaduna.
Alayande Stephen. T
7.30pm
21st of July, 2006
Categories:
zaria, adventure, angst, friendship, funny,
Form: Free verse
Off to Kaduna my mind flies,
Off to Zaria my soul first alighted,
Gently ! Gently !! Gently !!!
Echoes the man behind the wheel.
He trudges on day-dreaming
Concerned not about our hues over cries
His pace was like that of a snoring bush pig.
We yawned , jawed but move up
Our faces full of displeasure
The Lagos lady banker took him up
As Alhaja and Alfas added flavour
Can he ever gear up even without bump?
Nothing changes his old leopard nature
I tried spice it up when I woke up
But to the face of him I met no favour
As he shrug off, and belt up
He returned to his snail-crawling seizure.
At the abysmal of his mind
He must be feigning fulfillment
Cat-walking at a speedometer of a tortoise
Fast like an archaic “Loko” train.
To the driver whose forehead reads . . .
And whose lips echoes endlessly
“Its better to be late than to be a late”
For a Life is duplicated not
Nothing is as sweet as cat walking
Snail-pacing in all sojourns.
Alayande Stephen. T
1.10am
21st ,July, 2006.
En-route my way to an NCP meeting in
Kaduna, the luxurious Marcopolo boarded
Merely cat walked all thorough.
Categories:
zaria, adventure, angst, life, people,
Form: Free verse