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Friday 30 August 2019

Because I Love

You err,
but I wait for your growth
You gave me not,
but I choose to give
You hurt me bad,
but I want to forgive
You curse me,
but I pray for you
You hate my own,
but I'm kind to yours
You did it again,
but I refuse to count
They speak against you,
but I cover up for you;
and when they ask why,
I tell them, "It's Love"


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Naija Poetry
Friday 30 August 2019

PROSPERITY POWER

A life of wealth
is a life of strength

When you've got the money,
life tastes like honey

With pocket full of cash,
it's hard to be thrashed

In a pool of fund,
existence becomes fun

For a man with no cards,
level one becomes hard

but for one who is stashed,
level hard becomes one

You just get some leaven,
and life feels like heaven


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Naija Poetry
Friday 30 August 2019

MAINTAINING SUCCESS

To go high is one thing,
to stay high is another.
A plane in auto might fly,
but with no pilot, t'will crash.

Our moves must be always
checked,
else, we end up in life game,
checkmated!

Discipline is a mark
of high flyers,
without which you end up
as a night crawler.

Excesses and extremes, we
must avoid,
if we'ld run the race and get
the award.

"How does this benefit us?",
we must ask,
considering every step, before
we act.

" All things are expedient,
Yes!;
but not all things are gainful",
he said.

Self control - the ability
is called.
Temperance, Moderation;
the call.


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Naija Poetry
Friday 23 August 2019

m͠o͠t͠h͠e͠r͠s͠

🇲 🇴 🇹 🇭 🇪 🇷 🇸

Mothers are super star
Brought to the world by suffering the various hurts
Feed by living hunger.

Mothers are beautician.
Make beauty by livinig squalid
Create happiness by hiding own sadness.

Mothers are real heroine
Make strong by teaching again and again
Feed meet by sucking the bone.

Mothers are life companion
Never leave alone by taking care
Everytime smile by hiding soreness.

Mothers are aureole
Never allow to come darkness.
Everytime illuminate without thinking for refuel.


M҉U҉H҉A҉M҉M҉A҉D҉ Z҉U҉B҉A҉I҉R҉
m.zubair.bsc@gmail.com


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Naija Poetry
Sunday 16 June 2019

Blade of Secrets

Her mind was a map
A map that lead to secrects untold
Her mind was a guide who couldn't see quite clear
Guided her in the wrong direction one too many times
She picked up the blade
So thin like paper and crisp like a sword
She looked at the blade like a box sealed shut
Wondering what was hidden inside,
she tried to open that box against her skin but the only thing that crumbled were the seams of her flesh
Turns out the blade wasn't a box but a key opening treasures that were better left unseen
She found the secrects that the blade held
Unfortunately her drunk mind lead her to one last decision that will turn that blade into much more than a key and guide her to treasures far away from reality


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Naija Poetry
Tuesday 5 February 2019

Rain

So beautiful is the rain
For that little boy
Who watches it filled with joy
For that lady without makeup
With the scorching heat she was fed up
And lastly for that sad guy
Who was desperate to cry
Outside he goes with a black raincoat that he usually wears
Walking in the rain knowing that water will hide his tears.


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Naija Poetry
Friday 16 November 2018

JUSTICE HAS BEEN BUTCHERED

It was cold
Chilled and freezing
The cold grip infested all over
The frosted wind blew
From east to west,North and South
The test of heat was vanquished

It was dark
The highest degree of unillumination
Light rays lost its alleys
The fluorescents lost essence
Darkness invaded languorously
The ecstasy of sight subdued,
By it's emissaries

She was cold
Lying on the floor
Swimming in the pool of Her blood
As It trickled from the upper limbs
Down the bosom
through to the lower limbs
The eyes frosted with mist

She was dark
Thoughts lost purpose
Her heart languished
in the spheres of Limbo
Swirling in deep quagmires
And darkness caressed the soul

She's six feet down
Striped, ripped and killed
Once the lovebird of many
Once the sweet song on lips of them
The cherry on their swift tongues
The fragrance that diffused in their nostrils
The beautiful rose to gaze on
Alas she's been harassed
Assassinated and murdered
Justice in my nation has been butchered!


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Naija Poetry
Saturday 3 November 2018

UNLOCK MON CŒUR.


The way light shine through your window
Is always brighter to me
The shadow it casts on your door step
Is more inviting
U've awoken my world
U've made me dream dreams
U've freed my soul
U've given me a goal
U can't control things that scares you except
U stop being scared
I've said am sorry a million X for turning your heart to stone
But my words are like a spoon of oil thrown in the sea
My lot of smiles have made me me
You think am jesting
Not knowing you've lock the part of love in me
Till you unlock mon cœur
I think is better to smile with a locked heart
Than to love with a bleeding heart.


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Naija Poetry
Saturday 21 July 2018

The Nigerian Sonnet

One whom the Savannah spoke of in glory
The once revered nation
Reduced to a tall tale of a story
Far flung from he who denied colonialism eternal rest with gumption

Writhing in martyr yarned graves
Weeping at the travesty
Descendants have wrought of brave staves
Nationalists bled from with honesty

I try to view the bleeding horizon
I am blocked by the trail of the dead
Untold stories Of native daughters and sons
The forgotten glory of a country once said...

In our desire for change
We have been short changed.


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Naija Poetry
Saturday 15 August 2015

I Am Not A Victim Of Breast Cancer

My body is not my enemy. My body is my loving friend, my gentle guide.
My life story is not history. My life story is legendary.
I am not powerless. I am powerful beyond measure.
I am not a drop in the ocean. I am the ocean in a drop.
I am not scattered. I am aligned.
I am not being destroyed. I am building my sacred stature.
I am not trapped or caged. I am as free as a feathery fledgling.
My body is not a muddy puddle of despair. My body is a hallowed temple of spirit.
I am not filled with shadows. I am filled with illuminating light.
I am not a passive puppet. I am an active advocate and enthusiastic participant.
I am not tired and bested. I am tied and invested.
I am not without a voice or meaning or purpose. I am an angelic messenger.
I am not discarded. I am needed.


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Naija Poetry
Saturday 15 August 2015

From My Heart

A million stars up in the sky
one shines brighter I can't deny
A love so precious a love so true
a love that comes from me to you
The angels sing when you are near
within your arms I have nothing to fear
You always know just what to say 
just talking to you makes my day
I love you honey with all of my heart
together forever and never to part.


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