Poetry
I write instead of soliloquy
A colony of words with melody
I use the theory of poetry
A story of ivory in memory
I see the analogy of words with treasury
Is it poetry or jewelry
Enlightened by the delight of comedy
With bonanza of stanzas
That rhymes with time
Green rhymes seen
Verses of esteem
Not out of theme
Smile for a while
Rhymes a sea mile
It's poetry not soliloquy
Where stories of stanzas are told...
Fatima Usman Sumda
Thinkerbelle
This blog from Aminu Sakwaya encompasses the brief history of Nigerian National Qur'anic Recitation Competition (Musabaqah) and the biographies of some famous Nigerian Qur'anic Reciters.
Wednesday, 25 April 2018
Poetry Talent - Smiling with tears - Fatima Sumda
Smiling with tears
smiling with tears
with words lonely in my mind
words kept unspoken
like an unseen rainbow
lurking in the clouds
is this loneliness or silence
is this joy or sadness
I smiled with tears
With no self pity
And every second so cruel
Indeed it's a smile that deceives
Hiding my want
Concealing my pain
Fatima Usman Sumda
Thinkerbelle
smiling with tears
with words lonely in my mind
words kept unspoken
like an unseen rainbow
lurking in the clouds
is this loneliness or silence
is this joy or sadness
I smiled with tears
With no self pity
And every second so cruel
Indeed it's a smile that deceives
Hiding my want
Concealing my pain
Fatima Usman Sumda
Thinkerbelle
Poetry Talent - An Incomplete Story... - Fatima Sumda
An Incomplete Story...
The heart is so delicate like flowers plucked from their branches
it pays a price for our happiness and sorrows
it waits for love like an incomplete story
while waiting it beautiful flowers withers
not like leaves from a tree but like snow from the sky
indeed the heart does cry not with a tear
but with tune of music in an untold story.
Fatima Usman Sumda
Thinker...
The heart is so delicate like flowers plucked from their branches
it pays a price for our happiness and sorrows
it waits for love like an incomplete story
while waiting it beautiful flowers withers
not like leaves from a tree but like snow from the sky
indeed the heart does cry not with a tear
but with tune of music in an untold story.
Fatima Usman Sumda
Thinker...
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