I love you
🥀

Do you?

Never walk like a covidian
Walk the way wise people
do

Be like yourself
Never be like
someone or
somebody else

They wear
black uniform
like a securities
in the hell fire and
they are devil's sons
They do all beneath
the earth, but
before masses
they are
protectors and shield

Pure fear in the
darkness is a
fearless in the
grave yard and
great to grate
greetings in an
event of evening
in Everest, where
waited water with
wing like animal
in animated field
of film in a Finland,
for the furthest fur
of a flying fish fallen
down to the dam
during the flow of
a flood in the rainy
season

And, when my tongue
roll and  the white teeth
unite around the red lips
and glued I believed the
letters will escape to the
regions of understanding
when I pronounce that...
Thank you

There is the pain in and out
There is the pain in our hearts
There is the pain in our lives
The pain of the bite of that dog
The dog that never fall asleep
The dog who prepared his
offsprings as his master's mill
The dog who dumped his species
into the bin

He is a dog who pained his body's heart with painfully torture

She cure the sty
to my eye,
I can visually see her
even if I drank myself
into stupor,
So, never let the nature
to stymie on my feeling...
Never let the sun glower
to fall on the roof above
me, I will wish the
sunshine to defeat the
night and the darkness
in every sunrise and I
wish to welcome your
natty sayings

Dial and touch the dial
Check the time sure on the dial
Change the radio station on the dial
On a cooker, turn and adjust the dial
On a phone, you can press the dial
For strength and safety to drive, you can take redial

A chat
an obscene WhatsApp
chat in her obscurantism
or even, I often drink myself
into oblivion,
I am offhand with her texts
because her words found to
be off-putting...

... awoken to the sound
of birds singing in the
beautiful sweetest dreams
at biege peak of a berg in
mid region of hemisphere
where multi colors are
flying to the best and up to
sky, others to the lake yard

I'm the best below the rest
and first above the last...

Safana & Halima (c) 2021

I remember,
you are a friend
to me when I was
so cold in the hot...

Safana & Halimah (c) 2021

That's how lives lost
In my and my allies
And, a recruited agent
among our politicians
and defense personnel,
business tycoons and
human rights activist
such as NGOs and the
others...

STOP⚠️
and unfast
the conspiracy
you fasten
since some
past decades

Try as much as
you can to plant
a green plants for
your tomorrow
to grow white...

Recall!
bad seeds planted
will grow immature
fertiles

You are out of light
For not knowing the
way they are treating
us in the morning to
the way to reach the
night... We are all blamed
for not applying our
great effort to build
the dams for our fishes
to swim in
you will really understand
what they are doing
for their pets not
for others in this presence

I can see everyone
In the morning and
the noon like in the
Eid days
Wearing a white not
black, to the prayer
in a Masjid, O God
accept our total
submission and
Ctrl + Alt + Delete
our Sins, known
and unknown...

I wish I can touch the cloud when I have a wing to fly up to sky to bring for you a beautiful white cloud

We might, fight to sight the light
We may not fight to see the dark

There is only one
innocent people
in the world, they
are free from crime
they invade no
any one's shelters
in Middle east and
Africa, hey! and the
rest portion in the
world

Yes! They are truly
Innocent

I was like angry...
man, when I'm hungry
near restaurant in Hungary

You are the most
I cherish and
Welcome back
To what is above
the love

Nigerian young adults
will never ask a precious
things like a ring and
rose but a note to spent

I think,
you are the first
person, whom my
appreciation
will go to...

thank you

In the dream I
travel to the
narrow stream,
and I swim in the
tiny pond, a red
pull me down
and sink... But
someone lend a
hand on me to
rescue my life
and give me
sunshine in the
morning bright

With a beautiful
heart,
my mind fall in love
with you
I feel like, you are
my lovemate,
Feeling as, you are
my soulmate and
feel like a wife to
live together 4va
But...
you gone

What an order?
Order of reaction
Zero order
First order
Second order
Pseudo order
Or
world orders?

She is gone
I wish I can see
you again...
I wish I knew
your Name
that, I will
write for you
a lovely poetries
and give you
a rose flower
and diamond
ring

Up and down the street
they shouted and yelled!
An applauses over the
sky and atmospheric
nature blink and gaze
...can be seen, every corner
is a mixture of shine and dark,
in the far eastern is a balloons and
lanterns escaping to the above
earth, in the mid-eastersn a towers
blink and exploded
Above the black quarters, tension
and conflict are competing, and in
the ebony estate the insurgencies
took a ride on their roads...
In every home, there is a bed and the blanket of conflict but in the western
Shelters there's comfort mats to dwell

Don't build a wall
between you and I...
Let our unity ride
our fate to reach the
beautiful nature

A new sister has come,
And older one has forever gone
She gone with bad miracles like
COVID-19 and war invasion and
insurgencies around the universe

Please new sister, be kind to us
as Salmabanu requested in her
beautiful pen work

"Be kind,
Be compassionate,
Hear our cries,
Let us out!
Give us wings to fly" (c) salmabanu  21

I put her request
on a shelf later I
throw it into the
waste...
I never think
the words of
request are
joy giver

I will tell you
I will tell you...
when you question me
I will give you
I will give you...
when you ask me
I wish to tell you
something about the sun
when it rise in the precious
morning and when it set in
the beautiful evening...

The sun is patiently smiled
at the beginning of the night
when the night slapped on
the sun cheek...

And the sun said:
Goodbye to the
day and welcome
to beautiful moon

No useless papers on
earth to waste and to
burn...

All papers are useful
To write and to draw
To read and to fold
To protect and prevent
...

...for I can't wipe
the dewdrops
fallen on cheek
I don't know
why the teardrop
slowly filled the
empty bucket
but, raindrop
shortish the pond

Once you like me
Twice and trice I
will love you and,
If I like your style
try to love mine

I never think
that I will sink
I never think
something will
miss...

Let your legs break
and never let your
heart to be broken,
Breaking heart
is a life fracture

I see sun face
shine and bright
in the night
when there is
moon and the
stars on the
sky table

... wear a beautiful
pink
A bit dark pink
covered her all
portion except
the beauty in her
heart which always
display the nature
and the beauty in
her,
And, her face shine
and bright more
than a diamond
in the sky when it's
night,
I see, a red on her
labial like strawberry on
a light pink and
glassy plate,
She twisted her
tongue and said
we are heading
to the party Mr.
Safana
"We call it a day"

I see your night
In the purplish
blanket when
you walking in
the queue at
your back are
your maids
treating fairly
to your beautiful
colorful purple
gown..

you walk just...

You are...
A queen in
the beautidom

A protector, I will
put to my eye on
my face and prevent
my eye from seeing
someone not you

I love camon
I love the Brand
"Camon" like a phone
a smart phone
on a beautiful
hand like your
hand to my
hand as a gift

Close your eyes
I close my sight
the dream like
sweet dream
will take our
soul to go away
not far away to
land in a garden
a beautiful garden
in the space where
no disturbances

I am novice
to write or
to draw
on a paper
or a sand
But...
I am perfectly
ready to learn
from someone
like you...

My mentor

In the morning night
And the evening noon
when earth in the moon
and the sun in the Pluto
like a fire in the ocean
and the sand on the sky
I see death in a life and
I see hatred in a love

I am philic to
scripturam
but mea Manus
non potest esse in
potestate calamum

I don't wanna fight for me
I will fight for you today
and tomorrow because
I love you

...stay and listen
to no one,
For everyone who
try to ***** on my
own cup of Tea I
will boil and flood
to spoil the brim, not
only the brim of the
cup but... the table of
the tea
Last term, in somewhere
like a public classroom
a beautiful young fawn
knock on my skull and
let my cranium to wake
up as sudden as the sun
rise...
I can see on her retina a
classicism scan and from
her tongue a cute twisting

It may be, a feeling
between indoor and
outdoor