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Muhammad S. A. Niasse Poem
Stung with the absence of his father, he excruciatingly rumbled deep inside of his mother’s womb.
He stormed out already filled with disappointing void.
The mother’s joy was of uncertainty.
Memories of her husband, flashed back right in her face once again.
She could feel the exhaustion of a lifetime encircled around her and the weight and magnanimity of raising the beautiful baby on her own.
Two years creeped by and the bond between them was legendary.
The love was so constant and consistent, like the sun will rise.
Their friendship thrived through the encroached stormy desert.
Her wings unfolded like an angel, extraordinarily patient as a lion hunting.
The fondness between them was as phenomenal as THE SERPENT GOD at chichen Itza, that he was unceremoniously detached from her.
A devastation of a 4-5 year old separation to a foreign land, felt like an erupted-never-ending-volcanic-nightmare.
The purpose of that crushing disconnection, was feeble.
he was starved off of food, shelter and raiment.
Apportioned milk from animals became the only privilege given.
The purest and cleanest form of consumed water, was of a residual of donkeys streamed through the shin of an old dirty black slave man.
An occasional feasting on birds, caught through invented-trapping.
With innocence, he’ll apathetically rip the head, feathers of the little creatures with bare hands, bury them in the sand of the mountain top desert, hours later, it’s BEANO.
He was deprived of even just a glimpse of his family for all those years, he wimped in loneliness.
And on a dark frightful night, came the growl of the famous fox, but he survived.
Life is fickle and comes without no warning and can’t be anticipated.
Survival can not be measured by *echoes* of preventions, it is destined and destiny is not always a gift.
The tale unfolds in hardship, a narrative woven through the threads of resilience and survival. The bond between mother and child, tested by separation, echoes the unpredictable journey of life—a journey marked by both strength and vulnerability.
Copyright © Muhammad S. A. Niasse | Year Posted 2023
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Muhammad S. A. Niasse Poem
You are one, you're the one.
With an outstanding, mysterious balance, thus exclusive.
In the midst of reasons, the planet laments you as the real reason.
Love burns more than fire, still you thrive as the Beloved.
Our choice, our pick, our option, you are the chosen one.
Special like blossom petals, the extraordinary special one.
As clean as the wind, your breath, the air that aids life.
The only purpose that channels ours.
A life that has forever lived, availing happiness and joy.
A thirst that creates the water, in light, you illuminate.
A teacher, the knowledge that brings word and languages, in sight, you're seen.
Celebrated as a champion, undisputedly a Prophet, the last, the best and differently the unique.
An engine that sails through timeless journeys with a voice that is heard.
Precious as the diamond rare like a KYAWTHUITE.
In purity you are the complete.
A heart, a body, and a soul, in simplicity, you are sophistication.
Eternally, loved Unconditionally.
You sink your kind-caring hands on us.
The Phenomenal ruler, the principled leader, in gold pathways you show, beautifully.
The reason beauty was created in the first place, in the open and especially in the hidden.
In fearlessness, you are the bravery.
In trustworthiness, you are the trust .
A human larger than life, yet humble in royalty .
Distributor of love, peace, and leadership, you give in generosity.
In justice, you are fair even when life isn't.
My answer and my solution, you drizzle hope, as a Son, as a Husband, as a Father and most importantly as the GREATEST PROPHET and HUMAN of all time (SAW).
Copyright © Muhammad S. A. Niasse | Year Posted 2023
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Muhammad S. A. Niasse Poem
In the realm of dreams, my heart takes flight,
A love unspoken, a lover unseen,
yet felt so right and felt like a first.
In unseen moments, my souls searched,
A dance of fate awaited, in a world divine.
Your fragrance smell, I yarned every night,
Your velvet handshake, I prayed for every day.
Though very near, yet miles apart.
Your Absence was long, but I loved the pain.
Beneath the moonlit canvas, stars ignite,
Our love story unfolds, in a most profound manner.
The car is old, with unforgettable stories.
Always sweating, much like me.
Your laughter, your voice, a classic so sweet like RiRi song,
You’re so kind, you’re so patient
You’re so beautiful yet so humble
Echoes of love that I hold dear.
In your eyes, constellations gleam,
A universe of passion, a cherished dream.
Body on body, we kiss all night,
A symphony of love, sweet and sublime.
Bound by a love, even beyond the grave,
forever and ever, My beautiful last dance.
Copyright © Muhammad S. A. Niasse | Year Posted 2024
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Muhammad S. A. Niasse Poem
In the garden of memories, a bloom so divine.
A mother's love, an eternal lifeline.
Reading the holy book, a melody that dawdles on.
She was holy and a saint like persona.
Through her Guiding hands and a comforting embrace,
So many greats emerge.
Her absence, a longing I can’t negate.
Because it’s painful, but pain is all I got.
Through tear-stained skies and whispered prayer,
Her spirit lingers, a presence rare.
She was Loved, she was cherished and adored by all.
A minute spent + her, a lifetime reverberations.
The mother, the friend and the legendary Seyda Mint Sheikh (SMS).
A President, A billionaire, A beggar, she don’t tell apart.
She came, she lived, she thrived, all in a short story line.
A love so pure, now in moments, she's gone.
She was an inspiration to all,
she was remarkably unique,
she was a phenomenal woman.
She raised me up like a father, loved me as mother and respected me like a leader.
She was the greatest ever friend and
a mother +,
more importantly she was Seyda Mint Sheikh (SMS).
Copyright © Muhammad S. A. Niasse | Year Posted 2024
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Muhammad S. A. Niasse Poem
In Taiba Niasse's embrace, a SAGE did rise,
Sheikh Ibrahim Niasse, under African skies.
Tijaniyya's beacon, a mystic so grand,
sheikh Al Islam, a waliyi proMax
Spreading wisdom, love across the earth.
In robes of serenity, his presence did glow,
Through Sufi teachings, a river did flow.
A lantern of knowledge, shining brightest,
Sheikh Ibrahima Niasse, a celestial light.
From Senegal's heart, to the Saharan dunes,
His words echoed, like harmonious tunes.
A spiritual guide, a compassionate seer,
In the tapestry of time, a luminary peer.
The greatest lover, of the holy Prophet when Baye speaks, about Muhammad (SAW), we see no difference
A gem so beautiful, nobody could figure.
A lion so charismatic, loved by all
In shadows cast, by strength he stood,
Sheikh Ibrahim niasse, like a lion grand.
Majestic spirit, fierce and free,
Roaring courage, wild decree.
Eyes ablaze, with fiery might,
Heart untamed, a daring sight.
Baye so open, yet unseen
Known by all, believed by few
Worked so hard, even as a child.
With humility vast, as the ocean's expanse,
Legacy woven, in threads of devotion,
Sheikh Ibrahim Niasse, an eternal ocean.
Sheikh Ibrahim Niasse, the adorable enigma.
Copyright © Muhammad S. A. Niasse | Year Posted 2024
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