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 Sep 2024 Universe Poems
Gulishta
If it was possible..
I would exchange my heart,
With an eve bark...
So that someone will write,
Something this beautiful about it.
Someone once said to me ..you're
Like a symphonic conductor in an auditorium...and it made me work harder in very aspect of my life not just writing. ..I'm so thankful for that support..
This is for you:):)

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3380718/sylph/
 Aug 2024 Universe Poems
Safana
Hi
 Aug 2024 Universe Poems
Safana
Hi
Hello, Hello Poetry Friends and Members.

I said a lot about the supposedly peaceful protest in my state. Maybe the administration of Kano State may arrest me sooner or later, but I pledge to be a tried and trustworthy activist.

I thank you all,
Auwal Habeeb Abdulqadeer.
Safana
 Feb 2024 Universe Poems
Safana
A wish is a wish.
A wish for good is a wish.
If we wish everyone all the best,.
Our life will be enjoyable.
Bad wishes are not desirable.
For myself or someone else.
Bad wishes are like throwing up.
If it turns, it is uncertain where it will land.
We wish everyone the best!
We will have a good life.
Our lives will be brighter.
Today, tomorrow, and the following day.
 Sep 2023 Universe Poems
Safana
It's Saturday...
for the greater tomorrow of the greatest men around the world.
 May 2023 Universe Poems
Safana
I am on the go to my good words.
I want to sing to a good friend.
He is unique and makes me proud.
on the bright-blue seas and oceans.
when I wake up early from sleep.
I am keeping him very close to me.
Every day, I look at his white face.
When he feels me panting, he is awake.
if I closed my eyes.
Then he put his finger on me.
One morning, I closed my eyes.
He touched me, and he smiled.
means he understands that I was awake.
A child with a talent to perceive
He is a five-month-old boy.
but he keeps trying to talk.
and he knows pleasure and pain.
He knows his mother and his father.
At times, when I come home, he is happy to play.
When I go out, he gets angry.
I love my son, Habeeb.
I named him Habeeb.
because it is my father's name.
and my father died.
He died before I was married.
After I got married, I whispered to my son.
My father's name Habeeb.
Habeeb, that is "beloved."
It is an Arabic word for "interesting."
God bless Habeeb, my boy.
God bless Habeeb, my father.

II am the son of Habeeb and the father of Habeeb.
Some throw themselves to fire
Some to a raging wave
We throw ourselves at words
Doubly as dangerous…but brave
We string along a sentence
We bleed line by line
Scraping along defences
We grind the grit and rhyme
Defying the babblers battle
Waging war with a world
where words have no meaning
or power when they’re hurled
We’ll never decay or go rotten
We’ll be writing till we’re read
They may shut us till we’re forgotten  
But they’ll quote us
when we’re dead
A tribute to all poets
 Apr 2023 Universe Poems
nevaeh
She is my moon and sun
She pulls my tides
And brings heat to my skin
She fills my darkness
And brightens my skies
And even when there are clouds
I know she is there
Waiting for the storm to fade
For the earth to turn
So I can see
Yet another side of her
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