Her name is Halima
And she leans from her window
In her hijab that covers her hair
Halima don't spit on the people below

Her mama laughs - My Halima!
But that's her little daughter
And she knows when Halima spits -
It's - the purest rose water

Halima's hijab is of the greenest green
That covers her chestnut hair
With the handprint of a man
Large and brown embroidered there

And her long white dress embroidered
With buds and leaves and thorny stems
And secret roots and blooms of roses
In her house above the Thames

Halima don't spit! Her mama chides
But the people sailing by
Think the air is filled with roses
So they smile and they sigh

As Halima in her hijab
With the handprint of a man
Turns the ***** river to rose water
As only Halima can ...

H-Hail! Hail! Hail!
  A-All cuddly aquiline butterflies
    L-Limbered and croon
      I-In the midst of Eden
        M-Mirthfully like the hallowed angels
            A-And soar high beneath the curled clouds

H-Happily the withered grass and flowers
   A-Awoken,and laid out their hearts
     I-Imperil before the rays at sunshine
       L-Languidly,to ink modish Ballads
         E-Eulogizing thy charm,thy steam and thy wit
           Y-Yes! Yes! Together the whole universe yodelled for thee

Halima Hailey
©Historian E.Lexano

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

Safana & Halima (c) 2021

When you stopped the calls
Stopped the early morning calls
Halted the goodnight kisses
When the "Have you eaten" stopped
I knew I have lost you

I had sleepless nights
This by far, my worst nightmare
When you stopped nagging
Stopped asking about work
You created an indelible vacuum
That non could ever fill

When was the last time you asked?
About Chioma, Halima and Silfa
When you stopped sniffing on my phone
When you became monosyllabic
I knew I had lost my crown

Like droplets of dew
As the dawn breaks
Your tear filled the earth
You saved them for the last
Then you drew the curtain

You are the only star in my cloud
The only jet in my Airspace
I have gone wide and wild
Non is as sweet as you my world
Like the prodigal son I return
Please, open the gates

I wish the clock never stopped
Please forgive my immaturity
A dangerous one that cost me all
My heart beats for non but you
My world, please come back