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Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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iN CA'FE
(MEETING alkasim Abdulkadir)
Meeting Abdulkadir is promising,
a kind of glass of water in sahara
a pen is always a pen even when broke
Now the guy is on stage
and we continue to be in a home
with our sword ready for battle
For our hands are not still
our dear heart ever crying
for the soul of our broke pen
then i will walk
Copyright © 2007 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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End of time
In the Beginning of time
It is hard to come up
To this world of struggles
The natural disasters and hazards
Of taking in and out
With that potential brain
I will not forget that raw smile
Of innocent time at that time
The beginning of the end of time
Why is it difficult to get knowledge?
And why getting a partner hard?
Neither the male nor the female
Yes! Without paying for it
Why some chairs are hot and some chased?
Behold the end of time,and perish the chairs
Prayers and sincerity of purpose dwell
In eternity we stick to peace
Ameen.!!
Copyright © 2007 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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If she is
(Specially dedicated to NAS)
If she is,
the medallion champion
she will bath me in her blood
I will swim and sink through her system
then get to the inner white house
The President I became of this villa
Words mouth falling like sun rays
she takes my words as rain during drought
quenching the thirst of a pair legs
she shower blessings through her poems
undressed me, incised with a blade
she drawn my heart on her palm
ripping the inner muscles,the flesh side by side
my eyes bulged like a balloon
she lay it on my palm
then with a speed of light she diffused in to my heart
and the heart went back to its place
I feel if she is?
then "me in her-she in me"
Copyright © 2008 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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Explosion
My tears flow
Burning the fleshy cheeks
Cheeks -the apple of happiness
Tears scrapping skin
Cutting my flesh
And making deep tunnels
For tears flow like molten Magma
Dropping as beads of mountain rain
My heart cries and disintegrated
Like explosion of nuclear bomb in Hiroshima
Oh my heart!
How dare you explode?
Curse! a battle of confusion
Then the heart touched my heart
Embraced me like the sky to the land
Snagging the me in she!
Hugged as skin wrapped a body
SHE kisses my heart with eloquent speech
Her words are like milk to a baby
Oh my God! what a blessing?
For my soul has been reincarnated
Exhuming the dead in me
SHE the caller to the promised land
The bringer of Joy-tranquility to our heart
Take my words:
“For your heart has arrested mine"
Ameen.!!
Copyright © 2008 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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Cool
like rain I'm dropping
splashing on a rock
flowing down all over
cooling the magma enclosed
sliding the top as sword
let me flow,as river
Copyright © 2005 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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Letter to SHE
When Im writing this note
Im Confused and lost
Yesterday! When I was died
Like a shrunken leaf during drought
Dreamless
Hopeless
Emptiness mind
Unable to weave words
Then appeared a light in the darkness
That reincarnates the soul in me
Shedding the withered, pale mind
Assumptions,
Targets
Wishes
Miscalculated.
How I wish wishes were dreams
How I wish that time we spent
That inner smiles, words and words
That congruity in nature and made
Were the steps in my journey
O The unbalance mind
Happiness has came, and fail to stand
The Sun fail to shine its light
The darkness prevailed
Bitterness
Lost
Uncertainty
Hopeless
Lost
Stupidity in me!
Should the living die,
when the heart is arrested
Is the heart free from the grasped?
Copyright © 2008 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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Rough Mother
Dedicated to Greens..where ever.
"an honest man is always a child" socrates
O’ Mother-pitying you
You are stillborn baby
Weaned without milk
Dear parent have left you young
To the suitors that jilted you
You grew brutally tortured
Raped and left in hunger
All your suitors are greedy
Insatiable to your seductive wealth
That your cat-walk movement has been lovely
your suitors crippled you
You walk as tortoise
Your name is now a Harlot
Your body soft, yet your countenance so Hard
Ma’am turn and look at your own Ma’am
My grand ma come and rescue me
You are a Beautiful Queen championed all over
My mother needs a make up
She needs new dress
Her suitors are pedophiles
Get a young kid that may play with her
She wants massage, slapping and hits
to walk with age mate that walk as virgins
Her body needs to be stretched and flexed
With a kid that know no money no wants
Nothing to spend nor to squalor and squander
She has her Birthday in a darkroom
In a scorpion infested room
The landlord is at sleep
And the children are dying
That promising Kid come and opens the door
Defy the odds, olds and shrinking olds
Drop the rusty keys, and dig a new way
For my life, my dreams and hopes
Lies to the Happiness of my dear Mum
Rough mother dear, Kid will smooth you
And take you to the moon
Copyright © 2009 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
SAVE ME….
"....written to her..."
Let this be my story
For I gone one day
To the home behind skies
Where we dream to visit
Let this be me in words
That you read as writing
Let you read my tears
That soaked this writing
I bury thy face in hands
For my eyes are blind
To the world that surrounds me
Which beget blankness?
Like desert full of sands
In the needs for wetness
Let me strives to touch star
For the journey seems too long
But I hold you my target
In my eyes you are here
You are the oasis of that desert
You injects life to the died
I here come emptiness
Full of hope to fill the pit
Lend me your embrace
Like a child in suckling
You alone can bail me
From this island on to land
With tears I look on you
Don’t let me face darkness
"I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world." (Thomas A. Edison)
Copyright © 2009 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
Runaway Queen
"Dedicated to runaway Soldiers in my war zone"
In my sleep she comes as Queen
Handing me throne to rule her kingdom
Taking me to moon alone we talk
In the morning her ghost haunts me
Like a mirage-she tempted my words
For a diver that looks on water
She talks to me like the Night
And walk to me as a cat
With her dress like a butterfly
Her smile blinded my eyes
Behold…only her they see.
She alone that exist in me
In her eyes she sleeps with me
Drawing me in to that sea
I sink like a falling dust
Watching her run and left me crying
She blinked me out On a fire
And set me on to that hurt
Am on fire…. Feeling that nasty heat
Let me roost on that nest
For sleep will soon catch mine
In dream I will watch mine
With tear I will hold thee
I swim inside sea of my tears
Hand me a hand that will cross me out
With your hug that embrace me as sky….
Copyright © 2009 Dr Ahmad Abubakar
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