I wish to touch your hand
To take you up to sky
To see the sun when it's shine
And the stars stand and smile
The moon stay and sing
The way I sing a song
To you, I wish to touch
your hand

It's kind a tragedy, to
marry someone with
Darkness in her heart
...

He has already confessed.
He uttered what he wanted to utter.
He said that "we are at war".
You do not think it is a trap,
of your enemies in the open
and in the hidden.
You don't wonder
how a cat suddenly attacks you.
Do not allow yourself to react.
There is a conspiracy there.
I think there is something
buried under the ground.
I think those who are protecting you
will turn their backs on you.
If you react, you fall into a trap.
I think the world is no longer afraid of you.
Think before you say, "We are at war."
Even the "Iron Dome",
might not be enough to keep you safe.

Before sunrise...
I am traveling
before the sun
is dawn and to
reach the station
before the sun set

I am tired
of trending
All girls
gossiping
I  am just
like a poem
on Hello poetry
platform or
a tweet on
a Twiter
I am merely
to decide
to ride on a
lion with
someone like
you

Don't let,
the moisture
of truth
Upon your tongue
dried,
Let it,
always be
a running water
like
a spring fall
running
down the stream

Ya tsalala ihu,
Tsula ya tsalala ihu.
Yayi shiru,
Bayan ya tsalala ihu.
Sai ya kece da ihu,
Tsula ya fece da gudu
Abida tana a gefe.
bayan ya tsala ihu,

It's beautiful,
Your days are beautiful,
Beautiful as you are!
Beautiful than a Juliet rose 🌹,
A rose flower of love,
Your beauties are like
Abba and Meemi.
Your ages, are 1 + 1

Twice in halves
Twins, are twice
I wish you
fluky birthday, and
to pass your obstacles
with flying colors.

May your breath
blow the candle

The royal twins

Happy Birthday
Maimunat and Hajarat
Twins daughters of
Mr. and Mrs.
Umar Faroukh Abdullahi
(DANLASAN)

The source of all
conflicts in the world
is a social media
Twitter, Facebook
and so on...

But the source of
knowledge, culture
social interactions
is HELLO Poetry...

Thank you HP
For your politeness

Knives cut lives to believe.
Once per year just to dance.
Some hate to see one plate.
Meat is put on a neat.
And fried hens, heinz, are put.
Some foods are good
Some drinks are drinks.
Once per week, let's bounce.
In the party and to write a treaty.
To submit at the summit.
To verify and justify.
between white and black kites.

We are sleeping
Under the shade
of a beautiful life
And walking on
Righteous lane
While we Stand
On a giant build
Of Peace and trust
Since the family of
conflict are asleep
...
And, the first awakening
of the conflict, children...
They blew up a pepper
powder to our eyes
Like a tear gas during
the first riot in the
populated city...
Before, we are not
electrophile, and now
we are electrophilic,
All the reactions
Between Politics, Religion,
Capitalism and massism
ride us on a motorcycle
of selfishness to the
market of nothing
to buy unsolvable
conflict
...

University, a place
like a market but
not market, it's a
real market where
light is extracting from
dark
like an exchange and
barter of an ideas or
sharing ideas
A university,
is a home,
a sweet home
to stay and leave
A university, is an
incubator, it hatch
different eggs from
different species
like;
Good and bad eggs
Dark and light eggs

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.

Cry O' crying
Weeping bitterly
Blubbering sourly
Broken into tears
Katsina massacre
Zamfara brutal kills
Gunmen firing
Everyday kidnapping
Borno insurgency
Boko Haram invasion
Niger-Delta militia
OPC homicide
IPOB agitating
Herdsmen attacks
Poor lives so risky
Corruption so tasty
Politician laundering
And, Mr. President
is sleeping

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
...

Way To Change

What to change
How to change
When to change

So cool, for
papers to drink
to make its surface
moist with some
upper and lower
cases, and the word
in the watery passage
of phrases

Shekaran jiyan an tattauna
Bayan takardun an kokkona
Duk da majalisar ta zauna
A karshe kowa ya dangana

A kotun farko anyi magana
Ai lallai duka sun tattauna
Tare da lauyoyi sun zauna
An shaida Gawuna ag gwamna

Kuri'un bogi an gano ko ina
Duka hujjojin manya da kana
An gabatar da su da ma'ana
Ga alkalan daukaka kara a bana

Hukunci a bayyane an bayyana
A gaban manya da kanana
Hukuncin daukaka karar a bana
Ya tabbar da Gawuna ne gwamna

Jojin, me sunan kubewa ta miya
Ya ja kaya sai ya dauki aniya
Don bawa karya wata kariya
Don tabbatar da hukuncin karya

Kotu ta zama tamkar fiya-fiya
Alkali ya koma bara da magiya
Domin samin tsotsar kashin miya
Sai ya siyar da iko nasa don dukiya

Ashe ba girin-girin ba tayi mai
Tun da ta leko ta koma ba komai
Kowa sai ya dau dangana kadai
Tabbas wata rana zasu lashe amai