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Summertime Is Here

Summertime is here
And I can already hear the birds singing
The bees buzzing
Travelling from one flower to another
Sucking the nectar they need for their honey
Or rather, our honey
Once we invade their home and take what is theirs
 
The sun is out to bake my already burnt skin
Making me a shade darker
Turning my caramel-coloured skin
To a dark chocolate ebony beauty
 
Summertime is here
Streets filled with laughter
Schools out, freedom has arrived
As the children run up and down
Calling out to each other
 
The tune from the ice cream van invades minds
As people hum to it
Over and over like a broken record
Smiles plastered on their faces
From the pleasure of gently sucking on ice lollies
A welcome relief to dehydrated lips
 
Summertime is here
Flowers are in bloom
My once dull garden
Now a shade of every colour
Butterfly and ladybug
Alive again
As the earth spins on its rightful axis
 
Lovers are out
Sharing kisses under big oak tree
A lover’s nest
Their laughter filling the air
As they lay on their blankets
 
Summertime is here
Achoos and misery befall me
Runny nose, like a water hose
Itchy eyes, an unexpected pleasure
Drowsing me, slipping in and out of consciousness
 
Summertime is here
And so is my hay fever

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Phenomenal Man

My sunny smile brighten your days
My gentle stare makes you blush
My deep tone of hello moved you just that bit closer
You can feel my present now

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me.
 
Many people wonder where my secret lies
I’m not handsome, or built to suit a stripper model size
But when I start to tell them
They think I’m telling lies

I say,
It the deepness of my voice
The firmness of my chest
The stride of my step
The curl of my lips

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as calmly as you please
And to a woman
The gals stare or
Fan vigorously to cool the heat within

Then they fight of my attention
A flock of red-phalaropes.

I say,
It’s the passion in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The flex of my arms
And the rhythm of my hip

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me.

Women themselves have wondered
What they see in me

They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery

When I try to show them 
They say they still can’t see

I say,
It’s the firmness of my hand
The mischief in my eyes
The tightness of my ass
The smoothness of my style

I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me.

Now you understand 
Just why my head’s not bowed

I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud

When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud

I say,
It is the confident in my stand
The strength in my arm
The clearness/sharpness of my mind
The need of my care

Cause I’m a man
Phenomenally
Phenomenal man
That’s me

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Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood

I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood 
 
I work up today, with a dark cloud hanging low over my head 
No smile in sight  
No Good Morning (in sweet tone) 
No Beaming spirit to inspire her smile 
Tongue sharp and harsh 
My good morning was dry and cold 
The shock in her eyes, broke my heart   
Her face painted with hurt and worry 
Feeling of guilt settle 
Good morning (in softer tone) 
 
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood 
 
It’s been a long day 
The weight of the world seems to rest heavily on my shoulder 
Everything is wrong 
I am wrong 
Wrong body 
Wrong job 
Wrong life 
Got home moody  
No how is your day kiss to give 
No hug, no smile  
Just empty distance space 
Ice cold graveyard in a warm heated house 
How was work? 
Her worried tone soften me 
Another day done 
Voice in a failed attempted at a cheerier tone 
 
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood 
 
There are days 
When I dance and sing in the rain 
Skip 
Hop, up and down the street 
You will mistake me for a much younger guy 
Worries out of my mind 
I pull her to dance to the music of our life 
Our joyful of life 
She laughing out aloud  
Calling me crazy 
I guess I am 
Crazy in love,  
Crazily happy to be alive 
My kisses are never far away 
Most days are like this 
But 
 
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

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Rainbow In the Cloud

When it looks like the sun weren't gonna shine anymore Allah put a rainbow in the cloud
Did you catch my smile on the train today?
It was meant for you
A piece of me to lighten your day
A ray of hope, to remind you that humanity is still alive
Did you catch my smile today?

When it looks like the sun weren't gonna shine anymore Allah put a rainbow in the cloud
Good morning
How are you?
Yes you, I see you
We are not just mindless robot going about our day
We are flesh, bone and many more
I see you my fellow being
I see you

When it looks like the sun weren't gonna shine anymore Allah put a rainbow in the cloud
Do you need a hand?
A hug
A friend
Sit with you
Someone to hear your story
Someone to make you feel human
I am a human being, you can never be alien to me

When it looks like the sun weren't gonna shine anymore Allah put a rainbow in the cloud
At your darkest hour call on me
At your sadness moment come to me
In your time of need reach out to me
Let me be your rainbow in the cloud
Then you can go on to be someone else rainbow in cloud

When it looks like the sun weren't gonna shine anymore Allah put a rainbow in the cloud
We are all meant to be someone's rainbow in the cloud

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Baby Girl

Your smile is my ray of hope 
The light at the end of my tunnel 
The rainbow on my cloudy day 
Your smile my daughter 
It’s the overwhelming tightness of joy in my chest 
 
You fill my thought now 
It is your future I dream about  
All the great things you are yet to achieve 
Put unwavering smiles on my face 
Yours star is my only guiding light to the future 
 
I wrote you a song not long after you were born in my mother tongue 
E bami ki Wuraola omo ola 
E bami ki Wuraola omo la 
E bami ki Wuraola omo mi 
Omo to ni iwa to rewa 
E bami ki O 
 
My sisters laughed and said it has no rhythm 
But yet you dance when I sing it to you 
Smile on your lips, sparkle in your eyes 
And I fall for you all over again 
Bend easily to your will 

Baby girl 
You are fast growing  
And that weigh heavily on chest 
The world I know now is different from the one I knew as a child  
For you my daughter I will hold the world at bay 
 
Fill your childhood with memories of comfort and love 
So you will always have a safe haven to go too 
I will sing to you in all sort of manner 
Run wild, bare footed, arm stretch in open field with you  
With you I will be young again, be silly again, 
I be a vibrant memory you can't shake loose, won't want to shake loose 
 
Baby girl  
I fear for you 
But for now I keep my fear at bay 
Carrier you in my arms 
And sing to you songs my grandmother, my mother, aunts, sisters sang to me 
Songs filled with loved and promises of a bright future ahead

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Celebrate My Death

I want you to celebrate my death
Even if I was to die tomorrow
Shed no tears, curse no gods
But do say a prayer for me

I want you to celebrate my passing
For that’s what life is
A long road that will surely come to an end
In my footprint you will see that I have lived my fill

Wanted to fly and I have flown
Wanted to dance and I have danced with sweat soaked shirt
Wanted to sing and I have sang 
Wanted a little one to call mine and my Fatima shine so bright

Mourn me not when I am gone (mourn me not for now I rest)
Just say a few kind words
Let the angels know of the man I hoped have been
Let them take your words to Allah Almighty that’s above

Paradise I hope to call home
This life is only my journey towards it
I hoped, have chosen my path right
At every crossroad that was a test

For the wrong paths that have led
Hoped have found forgiveness with my creator Allah
Hoped with His mercy new paths have emerged
To take me to home

Don’t cry over this body of mine
From clay it was made to clay it shall returned
Just prayed that it find peace in the ground
Not punishment promised to the disbeliever 

Pity me not for the life that could have been
I have faith that my life has been all that its meant to be
Have prayed for death to take me when my time is up
When I have Allah Mercy and a place by my beloved Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him)

Celebrate my death even if I was to die tomorrow
If corpse could cry, my will shed tears for you
For your journey still continue
And you are still far from home

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Life Is Short

Life is short
Too short to read all the poems ever written
Talk less of novels and plays

This life is too short
To listen to all the music ever recorded
And certainly too short to watch all the movies ever made

This life is too short of me not to think of death
Too short for me not to think of my last hour on earth
For me not to reflect on how I am living my life

I count myself poor and rich
Unlucky and so Lucky
Unfortunate and so fortunate

My heart has run away too many times to count
Chasing desire and worldly pleasure
Have indulge in forbidden dance

I have cheated and stole
Tell lies that can wake the dead
Sinned a mountain high, I am no saint

So is the life have led
But still I am fortunate
For my faith in Allah is unwavering 

At a young age have learnt to pray
Learnt to ask for forgiveness and leave pride behind
I have learnt to fast, to leave all self-desire behind to worship Allah

I am lucky
For Allah guidance stirs me clear of the worst
It stirs me back to me, to all that is good

I am rich beyond all measure
Cause to Allah I turn to for reward
Allah the owner of heaven, earth and everything in between

My past is colourful as the rainbow
My present a tie rope walk
But I have hope and faith in solid future


A future where my actions are lead only by the guidance of Allah
Where my heart desires are the whispers of the Quran 
The teaching of my beloved prophet Muhammad (peace and blessing of Allah be upon him)

After-all this life is too short to live for
So I will live for eternity in Paradise
I pray that we all do the same

Assalamu Alakum Wa Rahmatulah Wa Barakatuh    
(Peace, mercy and blessing of Allah (S.W.T) be upon you)

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Not Mine To Take

My life is not yours to take
Your life is not my to take
Your life is not my to take
Not in the middle of the night
When you lay asleep
Not at your dinner table
Surrounded by family, wife and kids

Your life is not my to take
Not with a knife in an alleyway
While you make your way home
To a waiting mother
Little brother, sister eager to share their day

Your life is not my to take
Not a with a gun
That rips through flesh
Shattering bones and ribs
Shattering hopes and dreams

My life is not yours to take
Your life is not my to take
Your life is not my to take
Not while you are at work
Making ends meet to feed mouth depending on you
Not at your place of pleasure
Where you unwind from this stressful world

Your life is not my to take
Not with a suicide vest
While you stand unaware
Or at a moment of terror
Before light out

Your life is not my to take
Not at 36000 feet from the ground
Causing a wreck
That leaves your family no body
To mourn over or buried

My life is not yours to take
Your life is not my to take
Your life is not my to take
For your life belongs to Allah
Who created you and I
He decree in His Book
“To take a life is to kill the whole of humanity…. To save a life is to save the whole of humanity”

So my life is not yours to take
And your life is not my take
For our life belongs to our creator
Allah

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Love In Shadow

The journey that was us is unknown to many
Behind walls and close door we exist
Slipping quietly in to the shadow for stolen moment
We lived only in the dark
Our pleasure, desire a sinful one

In the light of day
I dare not look into eyes
I am afraid it will reflex my soul
Twisted, unashamed of loving you
I ache for you

Wish for the hungry way you kiss
The hungry way you demand for my touch
The shooting star of us become one
We are forever breaking free 
In the shadow where we exist

The story of us lives in whispers and rumours
Within eardrops and behind backs 
Never face to face
Never vibrantly within the beaming sun
Where there is no shadow for us to exist

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Friend

It has been a while since he called
And I miss him deeply
Long to hear his voice
His casual remarks on how unsociable I am
 
I miss him dearly
We weren’t thick as thieves 
But we did share an easy laugh
Comfortable silent and idle chit chat

I long for the days when business brought us together
Days when he was no more than a stroll away 
Days when we chatted, sitting side by side
And I marvelled at the easy way he lives his life freely

I wish he calls more
I wish my wounded ego will heal
From missed called unreturned
And hope that pride won’t stop me from calling him

Never properly learned the etiquette of friendship
As a child, I often wandered and played alone
Teenage years weren’t much different
Now I wonder, why should adulthood be any different?

But still I miss him
Missing the company we once shared
The easy way we chit chat idly 
The feeling of knowing I am his friend

I truly miss you
And I have no doubt that we are still friend
No doubt whatsoever
But I just wished that we are thick as thieves