I am not fine-fitting.
Like I am filled to feel
I am gone free and fair.
and the gaseous flame fire
someone born to burn a burden
As in America, just a Biden
His word to the world is forbidden.
It will set the flame in the garden.
And the United Nations, fabrication home
I don't know if it is fictional or non-fiction.
when a goat grazes on Gaza
No one fed Gaza with Calabaza.

Arabic is my mouth
Hausa, my tongue
And, English my teeth
Chinese my ready food
French is my epiglottis
Persian, my soft drink
Hebrew, hidden palatal
Fulde is my labial

A singer is singing:
He became a du jour...

He steal the idea from
His father "The poet"

A father - Writer
But, a writer of truth
A son - thief
But, a thief of write of truth

A thief is flying, up
like a bird singing
to the world and he
is getting applause

And the father...
The Poet is under
Valueless canopy
for his carelessness

... are not only
place to walk,
to ride and to
drive, are also
places to take
a note when
crossing
...

So,
Shine and bright
Like a diamond
on the dark desert
when it is shine
Like a sunshine
And,
the moon light
fairly bright in
in the dark of the
night when the sky
is smile and the
stars stood then
they looked at
me and they said
to me...
You are, my
morning bright

Mr. Maker make Mikel meet many merchants miffed, most million marketers merely merged, manfully managing more meritocracy.

On my way
to pray,
and to seek
forgiveness
from Him, He
Who no any
naked eye had
ever  see even
His light
but
those, chosen ones

We are the world
Because we write
We write yesterday
And today and tomorrow
We are the history itself
And we draw colors of all
Like white and black
And blue and bright
We are changing the world
From the Darkness to light
We are peace to the world
Because we draw green
And we are creating art and science
To everyone's life to be full with bright

My country will have wings to fly.
As long as there are young people like Betta Edu,
She will make my country fly into the sky.
I can see Betta Edu.
A woman like many men.
She is fearless, and she is brave.
A true politician is not a snake in the grass.
Edu is a very hefty elephant.
She is a tiger that doesn't bite.
because her gentility is soft.
And she's a very charismatic lioness.
She deserved leadership.
She is originally from Cross River.
Women, there, they are not joking.
They are known to be peaceful.
They don't have any ethnic or sectarian beliefs.
Everyone is hers.
Hausa is all hers.
Yoruba is also all hers.
And also, Igbo is hers.
The south and north are all hers.
Men and women are known to everyone.

Filled with a beauty...
A tasty edible like mine
In the dishes of poetry
at the kitchen like mine
Flourishing sweet scent
everywhere in the SPK

He Is
The Only One
I ever heard
and I believed,
He who beget
not nor was He
Begotten.
A fatherless
Motherless
Childless
Friendless
And He Who
have No family.
He who created the
Beginning of end
and the
end of the beginning
He is the first with no
boundary of last and
the last with no
Boundary of first
He who created
You and I
With no doubt
and created
All and All
With
Certainty

Life goes on;
sharpen a knife.
It is an add or subtract.
Life must grow,
both new and old.
like mine, life is added.
like mine, life is subtracted
As I was born like a fresh leaf.
I will age like a tree-bark.
But,
I am still pleased.
Even though my
age is lowering

Free freedom
Pavel Durov is a freedom itself.

Every corner is green.
Happiness spread everywhere.
On faces, the light goes out.
Because everyone eats and sips,
satiated and no longer hungry.
Everyone greets everyone.
No more fighting even in the heart
since oppression is dead.
Deception is blind.
Envy escaped to heaven.
Hatred melts in the air.
Friendship is true.
A parent's love is an investment.
Family love is mercy.
Kindness to people is a gift.

I wish I can bake
In my kitchen a tasty
cake, it's a birthday
cake not a fake but
on a paper using a
pen not pen like
ordinary pen, like a
special to mix letters
in the paper bowl to
give some words and
to bake all words in the
imaginary oven just
for the baked cake of
Beautiful phrases to
appear on a table
before You,  Sir

A table of lunch
is decorated and
the flowers scent
is diffuses...
Everyone is sat
waiting for the
lunch plate full
delicious poetries
from Safana's Poetry
Kitchen

My face growing
like a sunshine
because
my chickens grew
up like ostriches

I can't feel
to hear
The horn of
The cars, when
I am walking
through the
lane of sadness

O' bright...
wash away
the anxieties on
my face and
let the teardrop
on my cheek dry
and allow me
to walk through
the lane of
happiness
...

Never be like a rock
And, be like that branch
of tree, no matter how
you will be touching
the airy  particles which
is blowing closest...
and very far to you

In the tapestry of life, two threads entwine, Sadik and Amina, in love’s design. With hearts so pure and spirits bright, They step together into the light.

Hand in hand, they face the dawn, A journey shared, a bond reborn. Through joys and trials, come what may, Their love will guide them, day by day.

With every smile and tender glance, They celebrate this blessed chance. To build a life, both strong and true, A partnership in all they do.

May laughter fill their days with cheer, And love grow stronger, year by year. Together, they shall always be, A testament to unity.

Azima, Azima,
and Azima stepped into Plus One.
In wellness and peace.
And her life will always
be brighter. With
more light than
the sky and the sun.
I wish you would
always shine more,
Azima.
I wish you were like
a red rose in the snow garden.
Your worth
is more beautiful.
than a green garden.
Azima, Azima,
and Azima stepped in once again.

In the heart of a bustling land so grand,
Where the sun kisses the earth with a golden hand,
Lies a shadow, deep and wide,
Corruption sleeps, in every mind it hides.

From the whispers in the market’s hum,
To the corridors where power’s drum,
Beats a rhythm, slow and sly,
A promise broken, a silent cry.

Dreams of justice, pure and bright,
Fade to gray in the dead of night,
For in the minds where hope should bloom,
Corruption weaves its silent loom.

Yet in the hearts of the brave and true,
A spark ignites, a vision new,
To cleanse the land, to break the chain,
And let integrity reign again.

So rise, oh people, with voices clear,
Let not corruption breed in fear,
For in unity, our strength we find,
To banish the shadows from every mind.

In the dawn of a new day’s light,
Where dreams take flight, and hearts unite,
Let honesty and truth be our guide,
To cleanse the shadows where corruption hides

My life is so-so.
I live not so hot.
I don't want to live top-hole.
For, I am afraid tip-top.
And my life will not be high-knee.
For the reason that,
I am a son of man.

Every branch hath
its strength, never
depend on the closest
branch but, stand
on strongest branch
when you sighted its
leaves are greenish...