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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.
O! Zarah
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.
Oh! Zarah
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.

Oh! Fatimah
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?

Oh! Fatimah
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.

Oh! Fatimah
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.

Oh! Fatimah
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
Gorgeous one.
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''.

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This Beautiful Soul

This beautiful 'oul is my sister!
I will always cherish her love given me.
She is a always full of sunshine.
She has to knowledge never spread an negative word.
This beautiful soul
Had a smile that lights your heart andsoul!
Her hello always makes you smile.
"Hi! Is how she always answered her phone!
And "Fine! was her answer, when you asked.
"How are you doing today?
This beautiful Soul
Will shine bright within all heart's and souls who knew her!
Blessings were her many gifts she shared.She was always a true helping hand.
Many people will never forget her.
She is beautiful soul cherished by many.
This beautiful soul is my sister!
And the name she gave me was "Pride". I'll always cherish this name.
And do my best to never forget the love given me.
My heart and Soul
Loves this beautiful Soul!
She'll always be the" Pretty Lady"
Loving her to the Moon and bsck!
This beautiful Soul
So sweet an, Angel on this earth.
This beautiful soul.

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I Swear

Don't ask your heart,
Don't blame it,
Don't chastise your heart,
Don't scorch it,
Make yourself assured
You grasped a true love,
That would never short,
Because I made it as hard love.

I will fill each hole of your heart
To have it eternally to my heart
I swear to my vains and pains,
I will gain the rains of love
Like grains to my brains.
The world was made for love
In animals we have doves
They love themselves without rivalry
That's why they live gourdly.
Don't ask a gourmet about Garri

I swear by the moon and the stars
That live in your steeped heart.
I swear by the love that hankers
To instil in your heart,
I swear by the wisp grins
Of your soft swathed chins
That were dabbed by my lips
I will love your lilac lips.

I will miss your smile,
You are always as my smile.
I will never forget your face,
You are always my pace,
No girl is so worthy in my space,
You are a buttress of my smile
My heart stayed as a wimp
In your love; it can't swim
Your blood is my heart's pool
Your love is much full

I swear by your breathes
That are under my heart's beneath
I swear by your heart's blood
That sprints like a heavy flood
I swear by your eye lashes
That are so hot like high school's lashes
I swear by your trachea's sighs
That allows sweet sighs
To overflow as my heart's sighs,
I will love thee as mine,
Because you're always in my mind.
 
Sweet love never dies
Sweet love always shines
Sweet love is always my tea
You're a sugar in my tea
By which it tastes thee

Your fragrance fills the atmosphere,
Your sweats dissolve the hydrosphere
Your skin that sways fluently
And the muscles that internally
Hoarded around your bones,
And your bloods within your bones,
I will never forget your love.

It is a long and narrow poem
That goes with touching tones
Your message is a poem
That chirps a melodious tones
Your steps always sound
In my heart's lounge
I will be triumphing your name
I will be caring your name
I will be in your name's fame
Your name will be a game
That I will be hunting as a game
You are frames that frame
My body like a door frame

Your heart will be a legitimate
I'll never be something intimidate
Only those that are magnates
In love will be magnates
That will purchase your heart's magnets
I have a good chiaroscuro
That will let me get a Goro.

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The Full Moon In the Dark

The ocean was destined to dance,
But what happened to the moon!
Whose evil eye has caught
The full moon of fourteenth night, Bordered by the black clouds,
O! Night,
Open your eyes,
See for a while,
Beyond the seashore,
The old ocean is frozen
Into an angle of its dance,
And waits for,
Bring out the moon out of your darkness,
Bid the stars
To come out of the curtain of the clouds,
Just for a while They should show the rhythmic pattern of classical dance,
Just for a while,
Arrange the galaxy,
Of twinkling stars in the eyeful sky,
For the old ocean is impatient to dance

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African Sun

African sun

African sun African sun,
The sun that differed
from any sun in the world.
You kill and scorch all the disable
Creatures in African world.
You're a paradigm during all
arid complicates.
You torture and wallop 
By your excess heat because
We're not magnates.
Our remaining brawns you
Said you would toil.
Our remaining straighted
Coated hairs you'd coil.

African sun African sun,
The global warming motif.
It's seen magnificently 
from faraway like thief.
It heats the barely thing and
That which is in cauldron.
It waylays world like the
way rider deals with moron.
African sun pierces our earth
Like how rain drops pierces
into earth's top layer.  
You never shrink at any
time, you don't care about
the nature of yearly that
Come one after the other
like in layers.

African sun, you made our
body scorched to black skins
And made those red ears 
as kings.
Never expect by our thoughts
to scraggy
Nor we expect
ourselves to those under
philanthropy.
We're under those who
always suppress.
Whenever you grin is our
bad feeling express.

African sun, you darken
the earth by drying the plants
that're living on its surface.
The surface that was filled
with decayed living matters
that was dumped directedly
to the main of its outer space.
African sun made the african
earth so expensive to
to countries that don't
have African sun.
You warms all the deserts
in Africa like a mother who
warms her baby born. 
 
African sun, African sun,
It exaggerates aptly not
change as artificially,
Complete itself not like
stub of firewood that
shuns gradually.
African sun straggles
not in strand like a 
penniless child.
All that heat is your
sequels like loggerhead
or cantakerous child.

African sun, our knees
crouched to the barely
hot grounds.
Our throats dried due to
heavy thirsty like in desert
grounds.
Our brains boiled like irated
soldiers.
Our bones arided like shining
snow balls of glaciers.
When'll thou let's see the whole
like complete habitants?
Where were you from that
sets you like our final fated
habitants?
African sun, we lie our minds
to have complete knowledge
from your sources. Plants that
were planted sought and sought
about your heats so that they might
get enough food from you.
In any situation of nasty, and in
Any situation of bliss and 
harmony, we never want out
thy energy.

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My New Year

If there is life there 
must be an encounteration.
Even the moons and 
the suns, all get to return 
back if they passed 
to their eventual 
transportation. The morning
lights shunned and pass 
like flying clouds. When the 
deadlines had past during 
the time which something 
might be done, it would be 
said it passed like probabled dull 
rains formed by clouds. 
Sometimes it depletes 
the whole people of the world 
if they busy in depending 
on single haphazard. 
But I pretended 
such an followed back my 
mine with single direction 
like an adoration between 
palm-oil and lizard. 
I was hoodwinked and 
plunged to hoodooes in 
only to reject you. They keep 
brisking and piercing 
into my life just to make 
me feel so hatred against you. 
I know some people 
told you I'm a 
hooligan from horde of thugs. 
My body and body fluids 
remain so naffed if 
I heard people affiliating 
me with thugs. 
The whole world can 
witness the hustlers 
that hustle, the swindlers 
that swindle, and 
the thugs that thug. 
They're cursing and bulling 
the single boy that 
always pitying for 
a child of thug. 
Namby-pamby and 
nefarious they wanted 
me to become. 
Your flounces and 
flourishing 
gleamed corneas that 
are flowing cornucopialy 
had waylaid me and 
made the sights of 
mine not to see you 
overcome. 
I flouted all misdemeanors 
of abysmals and 
mendaciouses and 
exorcised into bright 
marvelous inabysmals. 
Reminiscing and 
meditating 'bout thou 
squared my buttocks. 
To thy imaginations, 
it'll be like I have 
crossed no hummocks. 
Gracious I became.
Tranquiller I became. 
Accomplished equipped person I became. A new born baby in love I became.
A car without steering wheel I became.
A formatted brain I became. 
It transforms the shining dawns and the dusts of harmatans.


Remember time flies like the sparks of conflagration. I was blindfolded by your thoughts. I was turned a senseless and talkless all because of your thoughts. I became a dullard worshiper of adoration.


If you be a denial of my love, the dulcets and the blossoms of this world will get to conclusion. I became a dupe by some girls who bear the same biological names with you in social medias and the behinded masked of tricks. Calling your name shakes my heart beats, dissolves my bloods, and transforms my mind. Whenever I hear your name, my heart-beats beat as the countings of letters of your name. I want a feedback if you sighted this poem even the one which is an adulation.


I know umpteen companies of hypocrites would have called me a loquacious. Because they would be stammering I involved in flattering somebody who loves me not. To desalinate, one must become a good swimmer not a pooler. Your smouldering hearts and your agogging heart will never be fagged with my love. You'll only disappoint thy heart if you flout my love. Your sleeping phantom always shambles and quests my love whenever you get to forty winks during the nights. Never stalemate me in scraggy situation. I'll be shrinking whenever you zapped out from my heart. Bombardment that caused the bragging of shrapnels and emptiness of magazines had shrinked your love not in my heart.

Before you absolutely and publicly declare the rejection of my love; you must transform the style of your name into this template!:


Osemery
Semery
Emery
Mery
Ery
Ry
Y


If you haven't done it, don't ever try any trial of shambling from my love!


You reincarnated to me in dreaming end.
You reincarnated to me in my misery end.
You reincarnated to me in my mission end.
You reincarnated to me in second end.
You reincarnated to me in minute end.
You reincarnated to me in hour end.
You reincarnated to me in day end.
You reincarnated to me in weekend.
You reincarnated to me in month end.
You reincarnated to me in year end. 


You're welcome into my hood. You deserved a prize and I'll meant it. Because you landed and bounced injectingly into my life at the new year. So you:


You reincarnated to me in new second.
You reincarnated to me in new minute.
You reincarnated to me in hour.
You reincarnated to me in new day.
You reincarnated to me in new week.
You reincarnated to me in new month.
You reincarnated to me in new year.

You are the sun in my 
day, the wind in my sky, 
the waves in my ocean, 
and the beat in my heart. 
All my dreams came true 
this day that I re-met you. 
I Love You! You are the 
sunshine of my life! 
Thanks for brightening 
my world with the 
warmth of your Love... 
You are the fire that 
burns the passion 
within my soul. 
I love You with all my heart... 
I want to be your arms, 
I want to feel your touch, 
I want your lips on mine, 
I need you very much.


Happy new year to you my new year. My head sagged decorumly my new year.

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Turn 'Round and Sky Opens Its Mouth

Turn around and the
Sky opens its mouth.
You were sent to us.
This is a book will never be
shun by human.
We’ve got you surrounded.
Bliss and furious.
Sky and death.
Sky and blood.
Perfection and pain.
We are yours when you
Believe you’re devouring us.
It's rather that you eat us
Than to leave us barely,
For anyone you eat is in
Paradise.
We are yours with
our mouths closed.
Instruments of your rhyme.
We do not differentiate.
We jump through the
Hoop of the sky happying
because of your shimmering.
We are space and
We are surface.
We are rough raw till your
Existence come to us.
The sky has a body
That walks. That works is
Our tremendous and
Homaged revered
Messenger that I can't mimic
his name owing-to of coyness.
Oh! My light and my initial
Oh! My conclusion, Please don't
Feel wrath if I call your names.
Let me call them; 
You are ''al-Amin''
You are ''al-Mustapha''
You are ''al-Habeeb''
You are ''as-Shaheed''
You are ''al-Bashir''
You are ''al-Kareem''
You are ''al-Muzammil''

You everything,
We were created because of you.
We were created just to
Extinguish your lovers and haters.
The path was been covered in blood,
Till the time you were delivered
And come with your great book.
Please Qur'an, support me
When it's call out for general
Assembly.

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Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror, they're 
always claiming 'bout thou.
They pronounce that
you're unfair to them, 
because you don't 
change anything faces 
thou.
You're not the only 
one that reflects, 
they've forgotten 
how water shows
and gleams to what 
confronts it. But bother 
not, because apparently 
the way they make 
hates on you is likely 
how they enmited it.

Mirror Mirror, sometimes 
it takes you an australopithecus
to declare illusions and 
ramshackles.
Even though you mimiced
such, it's nineties time of 
your brainy obstacles.
Those skeptics to you
will remain as how they 
believedout in you.
They spend hundreds
decades but still discover 
themselves as how 
they left you. 
I can remember reputely
the time those with red 
ears used to visit negroes 
and deceit them by giving 
them your parts like 
mendaciouses.
Your hierarchy is more 
further distanced from other inventiouses.

Many definations are synonymize
you with your demeanors.
I venerate you with all my
hearty ardors.

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My First Ever Mistake

The mistake I had never expected,
I did it without getting into awareness
Of how it would react.
Lacking that girl in me is like lacking
Of soul in my lonely body
Honestly speaking, she is my helm,
Stark, she is like a bird-cage in my realm
That had been surviving for hundredfolds years,
But all of the sudden escaped,
I'll never ever forget with what happened
To me over that the inevitable mistake I made,
I dissipated her excess blood that was streaming in my capillaries and arteries,
I became a Valetudinarian on this earth,
I don't know how to do,
I don't have any door
To get a great opportunity and chances
So that grins, words of love and glances
Would be sent to me so that my heart's  balance
Would have get more and more surface.

The first exposure and the first debacle
I ever stamped my feet into was such,
The first and the last lesson I will be able
To grab and put my heart so much
So that I may avoid the future mistake
Was such the crayfish-case with reaction of shark.
This is the first and the last black dream
I had ever dream within my heart's dream,
This dream made all the sweetest
Dreams I had been dreaming as bitterest,
I felt something so different like to arrest
All the demons that made me to detest
For a while.

I became a waif with no feed,
I didn't know why I exhummed it
This was the quaver-mistake I had,
This is the testimony of what I did
To my lonely and beautiful Babe.
I lost her for all, I don't think
She will forgive me and proceed
Our normal ancient love.

I made a mistake for joking with her,
I made a mistake for allowing rage
To be installed in her heart.
It's a great and worse mistake
To get separate with a faithful girl
Like this gorgeous and lovious girl
People am begging for pardon,
please help me to beg her for our love
Please people I lost her,
People I said I lost her, can't you hear me?
Can't you see how I became a mad person?
Can't you hear what I am saying?
Why your olfactory nerves would not
Smell the odour of my failure?
Wouldn't you use your faith to help me?
Where are my fellow poets?
Where is Lovely Garcia?
Where are Yogiza and John?
Where is Roxie?
Please am begging you, beg her.

She is the only girl you know
She is Fatima Muhammad Hashim,
The girl that loves poems,
The girl that loves peace,
The girl that never looks down
On somebody,
She is the girl that I had been
Telling you, writing poems for her.
She is the girl my heart always
Stays with,
She is the girl my eyes always needs,
She has no hatred, no annoyance,
No betrayal, I know what I am saying
Right now is just that she will not
Come out freely to state her forgiveness.

Please people, please can't you see how
Am busy rolling on the ground,
Staining my dresses and skin,
Scorching my scalp with the rare sun heat,
Boiling my blood with hot sand,
Weakening my hairs with the heat of arid sun,
Draining out my excess saliva by calling for beg,
Roasting my feet with bare hot ground?

Please I set you as proxies that will
Beg her, and if I do like this again
I agree that whatever she does is her own right.
If I do it again, it's not that it's My first
ever mistake, but my last ever opportunity.

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Again and Again

Still happened again?
Or I'm the one who can't explain?
I've tried baby, can't you see?
Is it true you liked to unite like a bee?
Or you will only love me when you a free?
Don't waste time love used to flee.

Again and again, I love it,
I still care all about it.
My clamorous and glamorous heart
Loves you well, well and well heart.
The bloods within my body
And the fats within my body
The marrow within my bones
And the sponge within my bones
Are only surviving when your
Love shakes in my body.

Dreams always petrify me,
Because I dreamed you before me
With our former principal near me,
He warned us to halt noise but
You overheaded and stood before me;
You started dancing next to me.
You made noise that also disturbed me,
The principal motivated but
He didn't hanker to daze me.
For sure he would daze me,
If he strike you before me.

Still in the same dream,
Means yesternight's dream.
Principal maintained and maintained,
Again still explained, complained,
Complained and restrained his heart.
His blood sprinted and found it
Difficult to control it.
He darted his cane towards you
He then followed through our aisles.
He fumbled his cane on you stoutly.
I felt so bad temper like a hungry lion.
In other hand, I felt so bliss, because
I love you but you waylay my mind.
I finally made up my mind just to
Face him in anyway.
I also felt a moan and blazing sores
In my heart when I saw blood in thy hand.

Loving you baby is compulsory in me.
Nothing can hesitate it unless you denied.
We're made to love eachother but Evil
Had extinguished us in the world.
Love is nothing but hard affection.

Still in the dream, still in the yesternight.
Principal rose his hand on you,
Then bravely I held it and lifted him up
And smashed him on the floor.
You tried to stand up but your blood
Was dripping as if a tap water host.
I told Zainab Goje to take you up
But she felt so afraid of what she did saw.
I implored almost all the girls including
Asma'u your bosom friend but still the same.
Finally, Maimuna Bala Magaji did helped
Me to take you up.
Before principal rose up, I was awaken by
My sister.

Still in the other dream, I woke up
So overreacted against my dream.
I asked her why she woke me while
I was in dreaming my life?
Again my mother woke me up.
I felt so disappointed, but I smiled
After I seen my mother standing next to me.

Again and again, I love you.
I love you, I love your lovers.
I love you, I love your advisers.
I love you, I love your friends.
I love you, but I hate the person
Who says he love you after all
The hummocks and towers
I had overcrossed
Like that kid that ever told you
He loves you.

Remember that I say I love you,
Not I hate you.