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Best Poems Written by Hauwa Usman Enagi

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A Sheep In Love With a Goat

"Oh! My beloved
"I am one of the hundred
"Lost in your love
"A place for all

"A place for our love shaped in heart
"I was drowned to you 
"For the very first time 
"I saw you in the mountains

"Our destiny is written before birth 
"I love you 
"More than words can explain
"You are my desire

"I love you for a life time 
"I love you for love's sake 
"Love is of all passion 
"You know, for it attacks

"Simultaneously,
"The head,the heart and the senses
"I am your Sheep 
"Will you be my Goat?

"Thou mayst love on,through love eternity 
"Do not love me out of pity Goat
"Just let the love 
"Slide and come to you

"Like a wind Goat 
"I your sheep 
"Will wait for you willingly
"Will you be my valentine Goat?

Copyright © Hauwa Usman Enagi | Year Posted 2023



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Moonlight

"As pale phantom with a lamp
  "As thick and thin the air blew
  "At night

"Looking at thy moon by the window
"Looking at the moon by the terrace of dark ages,
"With the track and trace of the moon 
"Watching the birds sleep quietly and the owl stares practically

   "A phantom with an enormous beginning,
   "And a life of light I will be begone 
"In the moonlight lies and underneath living          "organism feeding and depending on it 
"For it to shower upon them
    
     "A forecast of the moon hidden in clouds
    "And the moon always being the parliament of the day and night
    
  "Full of pain when the walls start to crumble and    " "The terrace starts to make a noise and the trees  
   "Blowing in all directions
   "To bow and submit itself to the Empress of the      
     "Moonlight"
           "Underneath there lies 
           "The common lives of everyday 
           "Only the spirit and ghost are glorifies 
           "When it sober it own tears 
           "In vain were the sleeping beauties of the 
           "Birds chirping are quite
           "The animals lie calm and the wolf gets 
           "More energy for its activities
"From the moon we came from
"And from the moon we get our pleasurable 
"Desires
"And from the "moonlight" we will return 
"And live another next life again

Copyright © Hauwa Usman Enagi | Year Posted 2023

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Moonlight

Moonlight
  "As pale phantom with a lamp
  "As thick and thin the air blew
  "At night

"Looking at thy moon by the window
"Looking at the moon by the terrace of dark ages,
"With the track and trace of the moon 
"Watching the birds sleep quietly and the owl stares practically

   "A phantom with an enormous beginning,
   "And a life of light I will be begone 
"In the moonlight lies and underneath living          "organism feeding and depending on it 
"For it to shower upon them
    
     "A forecast of the moon hidden in clouds
    "And the moon always being the parliament of the day and night
    
  "Full of pain when the walls start to crumble and    " "The terrace starts to make a noise and the trees  
   "Blowing in all directions
   "To bow and submit itself to the Empress of the      
     "Moonlight"
           "Underneath there lies 
           "The common lives of everyday 
           "Only the spirit and ghost are glorifies 
           "When it sober it own tears 
           "In vain were the sleeping beauties of the 
           "Birds chirping are quite
           "The animals lie calm and the wolf gets 
           "More energy for its activities
"From the moon we came from
"And from the moon we get our pleasurable 
"Desires
"And from the "moonlight" we will return 
"And live another next life again

Copyright © Hauwa Usman Enagi | Year Posted 2023

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An Owl

"Downhill I came hungry and yet not starved,
 Cold yet had heat within me,
 That proof of feathers and hairs covering every    parts of my body.

"Being called such a awful names
 I still lie on my worth 
How despicable can one be towards a creation
How despicable can one be towards nature

"Sleeping at day,craving to hunt and eat at night 
With some of my kinds always avoiding me
Calling me such a bad name 
"Bad Omen
"Evil eyes
"Evil creature 
While some likes me and some dislikes me
  "Why Me?

" All night being quiet barred out 
Crying and raising my voice for freedom 
For people to ease my case
For people to listen to me 
A most melancholy cries not shaken upon the hills
But always willing and wishing to be accepted by others

"My repose, salted and sobered 
Too
By the birds voice
That had seemed the sweetest thing under the roof and on the far long trees 
Resting,looking and shines like an owl eyes 
For its co - kinds to call a friend

"Speaking for all who lay under the stars 
Soldiers and poors, unable to rejoice
  
   "A wise owl who lived in an oak,
The more he saw the less he speaks 

 "The less he spoke, the more he heard
Why can't we all be like that owl and accept ourselves even though we are different" .

Copyright © Hauwa Usman Enagi | Year Posted 2023

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An Owl

"Downhill I came hungry and yet not starved,
 Cold yet had heat within me,
 That proof of feathers and hairs covering every    parts of my body.

"Being called such a awful names
 I still lie on my worth 
How despicable can one be towards a creation
How despicable can one be towards nature

"Sleeping at day,craving to hunt and eat at night 
With some of my kinds always avoiding me
Calling me such a bad name 
"Bad Omen
"Evil eyes
"Evil creature 
While some likes me and some dislikes me
  "Why Me?

" All night being quiet barred out 
Crying and raising my voice for freedom 
For people to ease my case
For people to listen to me 
A most melancholy cries not shaken upon the hills
But always willing and wishing to be accepted by others

"My repose, salted and sobered 
Too
By the birds voice
That had seemed the sweetest thing under the roof and on the far long trees 
Resting,looking and shines like an owl eyes 
For its co - kinds to call a friend

"Speaking for all who lay under the stars 
Soldiers and poors, unable to rejoice
  
   "A wise owl who lived in an oak,
The more he saw the less he speaks 

 "The less he spoke, the more he heard
Why can't we all be like that owl and accept ourselves even though we are different" .

Copyright © Hauwa Usman Enagi | Year Posted 2023




Book: Shattered Sighs