Her moon and stars
Once upon a moon
With a thousand stars adorning her glam
Up high in a dark sky
She glared
Indeed the saga of the moon and stars
It was all she had
She was born in an era of doom
But never did she ever forsaked to bloom
She discovered her strength in the aura of the night
After all, it was all she had
Staring deep into the eyes of the stars
She knew her dreams was fire
Dancing around the full moon
Her joy was never to perish
It was all she had
Her moon and stars
She's the moons woman
Queen of flowery stars
In all her existence
Her moon and stars
Was all she had
Fatima Sumda
Thinkerbelle
Happy women's day
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
POEM - Behind that prescription- Zainab M Musa
...Behind that prescription
It seems to be below your expectations,
Lo! It is beyond all your assumptions,
It is neither a secret code,
Nor a sealed communic ation mode,
It is a skill acquired by determination,
A sacrifice made for passion.
It does not look poor by intention,
And not by the doctor's discretion.
It must not be calligraphic,
For it to be authentic.
It should just be comprehending,
To the pharmacist in charge of dispensing.
Never see it as an ill looking manuscript,
What matters is the content of the script.
For behind that prescription,
Is a silent wish for your speedy recuperation.
ZMM
It seems to be below your expectations,
Lo! It is beyond all your assumptions,
It is neither a secret code,
Nor a sealed communic ation mode,
It is a skill acquired by determination,
A sacrifice made for passion.
It does not look poor by intention,
And not by the doctor's discretion.
It must not be calligraphic,
For it to be authentic.
It should just be comprehending,
To the pharmacist in charge of dispensing.
Never see it as an ill looking manuscript,
What matters is the content of the script.
For behind that prescription,
Is a silent wish for your speedy recuperation.
ZMM
POEM - The Awaited Lass - A.M TOYYIB
The Awaited Lass
By Abdulganeey Muhammed Toyyib©2017
I don’t know whether you are on earth yet,
But I know you will arise from an egg,
Where you will be selected among millions,
Awaiting a headed-tail to kiss you.
How we will meet,
Where we will meet,
When we will meet,
I am not aware of it yet.
But I know we will surely meet.
I don’t know your melanin score,
Whether you are fair or black,
But I know you will have one
That will express your ultimate beauty.
By Abdulganeey Muhammed Toyyib©2017
I don’t know whether you are on earth yet,
But I know you will arise from an egg,
Where you will be selected among millions,
Awaiting a headed-tail to kiss you.
How we will meet,
Where we will meet,
When we will meet,
I am not aware of it yet.
But I know we will surely meet.
I don’t know your melanin score,
Whether you are fair or black,
But I know you will have one
That will express your ultimate beauty.
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