I'M A HOPER
I'm stronger than I look
Use the dictionary to mock
I'll swirl them with a fork
With each breath,I'll work
A girl,I am
Small biceps in my arm
But with a strength that is warm
A heart larger than a farm
Which veils a lot
Lifts uncountable heavy loads
Invisible like dots
With hope,I became a hoper
Imaginations make me a dreamer
Dyspnea makes me a fighter
My goals make me an achiever
Pain makes me stronger
With emotions am caged
Feeling high like a wedge
Nearly crossing the hedge
But I'm the strongest,I realized
I won't let it get me down
I believe am the strongest in town
Who wears pain,hope and love as a gown
Covered the face with mask like a clown
And strength as a crown
I'll strive further
Because am the hope of my mother
Giving up, and being hopeless,I'll murder
I'll strike like a thunder
Till I cross the indestructible border
FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI
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 - HOPELESS LOVER - FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI
HOPELESS LOVER
He loved her,he said
With full hope,she laid
For love,she was a maid
Happiness,she was paid
He was different,she thought
To express the love,she fought
Fought all who insulted him
Love story like a film
Love held everything firm
All she had was sacrificed
In the name of love,she announced
She was a faithful lover
Always the first mover
Destroyed all that tried to cross the border
The feelings were ignored
A whole being was lowered
The heart was murdered
Into pieces it was shattered
The soul was watered
With hateful blood,it was covered
Experienced a new pain
Feelings became plain
Dysfunctional was her brain
Hatred was all that rained
Love made her psychotic
All she does becomes dramatic
Hell opened it's doors
Crying is all she does
FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI
He loved her,he said
With full hope,she laid
For love,she was a maid
Happiness,she was paid
He was different,she thought
To express the love,she fought
Fought all who insulted him
Love story like a film
Love held everything firm
All she had was sacrificed
In the name of love,she announced
She was a faithful lover
Always the first mover
Destroyed all that tried to cross the border
The feelings were ignored
A whole being was lowered
The heart was murdered
Into pieces it was shattered
The soul was watered
With hateful blood,it was covered
Experienced a new pain
Feelings became plain
Dysfunctional was her brain
Hatred was all that rained
Love made her psychotic
All she does becomes dramatic
Hell opened it's doors
Crying is all she does
FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI
Poem - Mother's day! ZAINAB M MUSA
The praise of a mother
I pick up my pen today,
To praise she who spends her day,
To put a smile on a face,
It is really a grace,
To have her as a shade,
That never allows you to fade.
She's as cool as a gentle breeze,
Which does not make you to freeze.
She wakes up early,
A routine daily.
She teaches you to be holy,
And not to be a bully.
She is a hero,
Who makes you believe you can't score a zero,
She is a source of encouragement,
That makes you to never relent.
She is a guide,
To a brighter future ride.
She's dedicated like an entourage,
I salute your courage.
ZMM
In celebration of mother's day!
I pick up my pen today,
To praise she who spends her day,
To put a smile on a face,
It is really a grace,
To have her as a shade,
That never allows you to fade.
She's as cool as a gentle breeze,
Which does not make you to freeze.
She wakes up early,
A routine daily.
She teaches you to be holy,
And not to be a bully.
She is a hero,
Who makes you believe you can't score a zero,
She is a source of encouragement,
That makes you to never relent.
She is a guide,
To a brighter future ride.
She's dedicated like an entourage,
I salute your courage.
ZMM
In celebration of mother's day!
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