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Safana Jan 6
In the quiet moments of the night,
When the world feels heavy,
and the stars shine bright,
Remember, dear soul,
you are not alone,
In this journey of life,
you have grown.

Your strength is a light,
a guiding light,
Through the darkest storms,
you continue to fight.
With each heartbeat,
a promise anew,
That survival is possible,
and dreams come true.

The road may be tough,
the path unclear,
But within you lies courage,
stronger than fear.
With every sunrise,
a chance to heal,
To embrace the love and the hope you feel.

So hold on tight,
to the whispers of grace,
In the dance of life,
find your own pace.
For you are a warrior,
brave and true,
And the world is brighter because of you.

For patients with sickle cell anaemia.
Safana Jan 2
In the quiet dawn,
the earth does speak,
A whispering voice,
both wise and meek.
“Look to the skies,”
she gently pleads,
“See the signs, heed my needs.”

The glaciers weep,
their tears run free,
Rivers swell,
reaching the sea.
Forests whisper secrets old,
Of times when winters bit with cold.

The sun now blazes, fierce and bright,
Turning day into endless light.
Oceans rise with a mighty roar,
Encroaching ever on the shore.

Yet in the chaos, wisdom lies,
Nature’s intelligence, a vast surprise.
She adapts, evolves, finds a way,
To survive another day.

But heed her warnings, clear and true,
For she depends on me and you.
To mend the wounds, to heal the scars,
To cool the earth, to dim the stars.

Together we can turn the tide,
With nature’s wisdom as our guide.
For in her heart, she holds the key,
To a future where all can be free.


In the dance of seasons, life renews,
With every dawn, a chance to choose.
To cherish, protect, and understand,
The wisdom held in nature’s hand.

With gentle whispers, trees do sway,
Guiding us along the way.
Mountains stand, ancient and wise,
Guardians of the earth and skies.

The winds carry tales of old,
Of harmony, both brave and bold.
Creatures great and small unite,
In nature’s grand and wondrous light.

So let us heed her silent plea,
To live in balance, wild and free.
For in her heart, she holds the key,
To a future where all can be free.

This is a poem that intertwines the themes of global warming and "Nature Being Intelligence". Dr. Carol Natasha Diviney, a project designer, came up with t he idea.
Safana Jan 1
In the heart of a new year,
we find,
A spirit so bright,
a mind so kind.
Dr. Carol Natasha Diviney,
we celebrate,
Your wisdom,
your grace,
your inspiring fate.

As the sun rises on twenty twenty-five, We honor your journey,
your vibrant drive.
Through poems and prose,
you light the way,
Guiding us gently,
day by day.

Your words,
like stars,
in the night sky gleam,
Fulfilling dreams,
igniting the unseen.
With every verse,
you heal and inspire,
A sunlight of hope,
a soul on fire.

May this year bring joy,
and dreams anew,
With endless possibilities,
and skies so blue.
Here’s to you, Dr. Diviney,
with heartfelt cheer,
Wishing you a prosperous,
radiant year!

New year (Meladiyya)
From
Safana's Poetry Kitchen
Memz Pose International Awareness Day Team Nigeria
Memz Pose International Awareness Day Team Kano
Safana Dec 2024
In the stillness of the night,
When stars above are shining bright,
A whisper travels through the air,
A secret only hearts can share.

Softly spoken, gently heard,
A melody without a word.
In the silence, love takes flight,
Guided by the moon’s soft light.

Promises in shadows cast,
Echoes of a love that lasts.
In the quiet, hearts entwine,
Whispers of the heart, divine.

Safana Dec 2024
In the quiet moments,
where whispers dwell,
A bond is formed,
a tale to tell.
Lips meet softly,
a gentle touch,
In that instant,
it means so much.

Eyes closed tight,
hearts open wide,
In that kiss,
no secrets hide.
Trust is given,
trust is earned,
In the warmth,
where love is learned.

A promise sealed,
a vow unspoken,
In that kiss,
no hearts are broken.
For in that moment,
pure and true,
Trust is kissed,
and love renews.

Safana Dec 2024
In lands where Sahel winds do blow,
A tale of nations starts to grow.
France, with history deep and vast,
to  colonise and invade.
Seeks conflict where future-dreams are frequently cast.

And for power,
not peace,
but to dim hope in the greenish Sahel. To northern lands where they incubate troubles,
France extends a hand anew.

For if Tchiani’s words are right,
and accusations had belong, Then France’s steps in desert sands,
are guided by more trouble plans.

To aid in the fight against northern inhabitant grip,
destabilise ships that frequently slip. In partnership,
not to unite,
but to stand firm and side by side.

For in the heart of Africa,
where dreams and fears frequently clash,
France can never light the path to a brighter,
more peaceful,
and hopeful day.

Safana Dec 2024
In corridors of power,
where shadows often creep,
The hounds of justice wander,
their vigilance they keep.
Yet whispers in the darkness,
tell tales of hidden ties,
Of hunts that serve the mighty, beneath the watchful skies.

With badges bright and gleaming,
they prowl the city’s veins,
But often find their quarry,
in preordained domains.
For those who hold the scepter,
and those who wield the gold,
The hounds become the shepherds,
of secrets never told.

In the chase for truth and honor, where justice should prevail,
The lines are often blurred,
and the righteous paths derail.
Yet hope remains a way to survive,
for those who seek the light,
That one day, hounds of power,
will hunt for what is right.

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