Love and hatred hit once.
To be friends, there is bounce.
No mutual perception of dance
between them, if there is a glance.
Will they be allies in an alliance?
Let's see the best of their performance

Ramadan is nearly over.
It bids farewell to the faithful.
And feeling sorry
for those who plugged their ears.

"Divine Night"
Holy Night smiled.
At the threshold to loyalty.
It is at its halfway and end.
I can see a rain shower.
But the merciful raindrops.
Falling on a dirt bed.
I saw many sleepless,
standing solidly and firmly.
Saying: "Allah is the Greatest".
Bowing down and pleading.
I'm looking forward
to seeing upnext.

We have no plans A, B, or even Z.
We apply for none of the theories.
Whether behavioural, psychodynamic,
humanistic, cognitive, and biological. Or
Traits, contingency, power, and
influence. So how could we strive better?
See, how someone as Betta stole better.
For our plans are not in parallel.
They said it is western system on us.
But, I can see in west no dust and *****.
And in our east I can see black greens.
I can see rodent's movement from East to west.
I am indeed in need of rodenticide for cleanliness.

One day, I'll be Habeeb of my sand.
I shall undoubtedly
be the sun on my seashore.
I, like my son,
will be Habeeb for it.
I'll feed my sand greenish.
It will be clean and free of dust.

Your poetry is consistently obscura.
Let me quote one or two words.
And to recite the obscura April poem.

Never mean the carcass,
ruminating over the grass.
nostalgia, debuts and pass

what a bright union?

The memorable days
sparkles light in rays,
excitement in those days.

Today we gather
feeling ones like brother
in the office one we bother

Usman stand the U
Shu'aib as S to you
Auwal in A for you
Sadiq small S says
We pray the almighty
to bless the union.