Thursday, May 28, 2015


On 4th December 2014 I wrote a 4 stanza poem ttled PEURSILAAR, A BRIDE IN WAIT and posted it here on my wall and many other poetry groups and websites on the internet.
Many who are into poetry just read it not able to decipher it. Others, not so keen about poems saw it as another gibberish scribbles of a poet. While another group completely ignored it as usual.

Today 28th May 2015, the eve of Buhari being Sworn-in as the 5th Nigerian Democratically Elected President, I wish to re-publish that poem and would please want to you to please find some time and read it again.

Only this time, think of our dear country as the subject matter, the bride Peursillaar referred to in the poem. And see her sun, the king she has waited for as President Muhammad Buhari and tomorrow is the NIGHT OF CONSUMMATION that will end her long anticipated wait. :) And still there's are more glad tidings...

…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

Poor Peursilaar, for so long a bride denied
To be cherished, by the true love, your heart desire
Your sun, artificially eclipsed by a moon steep in pride
So none dare demand your mind, body and soul
Unrelenting you fought to resist being raped
Though under threats, lock and even extreme torture
Many can violate a woman’s body, but never her heart.

A queen you are, regal, waiting for your king
None is worthy of, but him, reserved, preserved
Age refuses your beauty a visit a thousand years, more
Time stands still, jealously guarding your youth
The wind bears glad tiding of his royal coming
Delicious music to ears, his voice remembered, teasing
Sweet scents riding afloat million miles off.

Cruising across seven seas, peaks, valleys and borders
Transcending all known, unknown barriers, regions
Let anticipation, expectation choke you with pure joy
After an endless drought, rain clouds gather due east
Thunderclaps clap in harmonious melody and hymns
Lights of heaven, escape downward, kissing earth
Darkness succumbs to fireworks of power display.

A simple touch is all you crave, O how you wait
The consummation, breath-taking, bloating fantasies
As you submit with full abandon, imprisoned passion
What you’ve kept chaste for so long, for too long
Cool your eyes, soon you’ll birth a courageous prince
Upon which the world will celebrate his brilliance
From the blue star, on through all inter-galactica.

©2014 Tijjani M. M.
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Tuesday, May 26, 2015


Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. …by Poetic Tee, “Here, take a sip”

O my dying heart, quick, rush towards home
By burrow, swim, crawl, run or flight take me
Free me from this mean anguish burying me
Better than being a king in this earthly prison

Though I know not what destiny might unfold
Yet, mystery of discovery fills me with misery
All my drops I place, a bet pregnant with hope
For the danger that lurks waiting to pounce me

It will feed only on the carcass of my shadow
Forever eluding sharp fangs of them envious
Yet, no maternity ward nor a midwife's hands
To safely land upon, but I care not still I jump

From space I tumble only for wings to spread
Saving my relieved, weary soul that lives on
For now, for always, for ever, for eternity
Arriving the footstool of light, till fulfilled I am.

©2015 Tijjani M. M.
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Monday, May 25, 2015


And now the rejection, as usual starts.

Why is it that a group will always associate themselves with a person or party so long as their aim is served, until the person or group goes beyond a limit or does a touch down too early, too soon, then they immediately dissociate themselves with the person or party? Read this pls:


The Tijjaniyya sect yesterday dissociated itself from a remark by a disciple who claimed to be a member of the sect last week in Kano.

Last week, one Abdul Nyass, during a Maulud to celebrate the birthday of Tijjaniyya founder, late Ibrahim Nyass, was alleged to have blasphemed the Prophet Muhammad (SAW), as a result of which skirmishes erupted in the area.

In a press briefing, Sheikh Dahiru Usman Bauchi and Khalifa Sheikh Isyaku Rabi’u condemned Abdul’s Nyass preaching.

Sheikh Dahiru Bauchi said; “we are warning some people who in the name of Tijjaniyya are making unguarded statements, we distance ourselves with anybody who did this because anything Islam says is wrong is prohibited in Tijjaniyya. Those who are calling themselves Yan-Hakika are not Muslims, Tijjaniyya never says what is prohibited in Islam is allowed in Tijjaniyya.”

On his part, Sheikh Isyaku Rabi’u said the person who made the utterances is not a disciple of the sect.
Source: Daily Trust.


Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. …by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

Life is depressing
Full of so much bad news, sad
I cry my heart out.

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Saturday, May 23, 2015


Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. …by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

I took it for granted you’ll always be there
Like I did aforetime another’ll wait for me
Only for a call to ring through and I answer
A strange voice showered me the bad news
That you’ve left earlier, much too soon than I

How could I bring the hated so close upon you
How can I imagine I’d never behold you again
Your voice said it all, clearly in your final ring
But not wanting the hint, I slapped it senseless
“How dare you even remotely suggest that!”

Tried much as I can to remember the last time
I smiled in response to your smile, now no mo’
See my soul fills to the brim, pouring melancholy
I feel a cry none can hear, choking me scrawny
As I carry the burden of living life on without you

Go to where eternal rest, charming awaits you
A garden suspended over a crashing waterfall
Filled with butterflies, birds, bards and beauties
Air intoxicating per breath, each cell to stupor
So happiness hugs and makes love to you again.

©2015 Tijjani M. M.
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LOVE FOUND #Haiku Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

Love found, love lost. Why?
Hurts bad, off the cliff I fly
Wings spread less I die.

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Wednesday, May 20, 2015


Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

I sense it all first, feeling it next
Only to hear it's sound, strange
Behold it manifests, shimmering
Musk, smells its priced perfumery
Touching to imagine its source of origin.

I listen to music of silence
So quiet, the rhythmic flow
Reminds of a rippled still pond
Breathing life as it kisses the air
In outward, dissipating soft waves.

I watch the motion of darkness
Lightless, yet clearly one can see
Blackness shrouds all functions within
Meanings most meaningful in invisibility
For only skin, exposed baths in 7 spectrum.

I smell scents of a thought
Ushering tiding of rain of pains
Humbling pride in twain, arrogance
Driving deep into the ocean of our lies
Yet in its sunshine most chose to bask.

I feel a feeling filling my field full
Joy jumps gently, as sadness wails
Numbing cold, sweating the soul sick
In flight, a speed flimsing light's, ordain
Calm, composure, comforting my dream.

I taste death once, before here
Bitter than bile of hate afloat, athroat
A poison, delicious for imbibers of sniffs
Charring heaven's mouth to earth's anus
Giving I respite before the swallow, terminal.

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Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo.May 15th, 2015 marks the 80th Anniversary of Moscow's Metro System! Can you just imagine? 80 years of using the intra-city trains to mass transport their people and visitors all over Moscow and here in Nigeria, we are yet to have a single metro system functioning in any of our cities. I congratulate them, but felt sad for Nigeria at that news.

So, when are we going to have our own metro system?


Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. Haiku is a simple, very short poem of Japanese origin, usually penned to express moments observed with regards to things in nature.

Original Japan haiku is written in a single vertical line, but its English version is usually written as a single stanza of 3 lines, made up of 5-7-5 'on' or syllables to depict each of the 3 basics of necessities of a Japanese traditional haiku.

Traditional version is guided by 3 fundamental rules.

First, the haiku must have an essence by juxtaposing 2 impressions or ideas, related by a cutting word between the images.

Secondly, it must contains 17 on divided into three parts of 5 syllables for line 1, 7 for line 2 and the remaining 5 for the 3rd line.

Finally, it should have a "kigo" or a seasonal reference.

Poem by Fukuda Chiyo-ni:

morning glory!
the well bucket-entangled,
I ask for water.

To understand what an 'on' or syllable is we present a typical example:

"Come into my paradise"

Where the word "Come" is one syllable or sound, "into" are two syllables ("in" and "to"), "my" is another syllable and "paradise" is three syllables or on ("pa-ra-dise").

Modern haiku however do not stick to these basic requirements and so can often be seen not having the 17 syllables count or having nature as its subject matter or part of its theme. Haiku no longer have to be restricted to writing about feelings inspired by nature, but can dwell on other subject matters. It is also part of the observance for haiku to juxtapose things that are involved in our day to day occurrences.

Haiku in English, due to its simplicity have often been used in primary or secondary schools to introduce young minds to poetry, thus encouraging its appreciation and writing.

Multiple haikus are now used to express a full blown poem, where instead of using rhyming or non-rhyming stanza to express a theme, many haikus are employed to replace poetic stanzas. Thus showing the versatility of the poet as a haikuist.

And with the English introducing their version of the original Japanese haiku, would it be any harm if Hausa as an international language of African origin, following the 17 on formula also starts off its own version of a haiku run? We must of essence follow suit and soon Hausa Haiku will become part of accepted international Haiku styles.

Though it might appear simple at first glance or read, writing a sound, articulate and meaningful haiku has proven to be one of the most challenging exercise to many poets. More so, the traditional one. This has made poets who find it difficult to pen a haiku opt for the less demanding modern type.


To ensure we all understand the lesson, there will be 3 parts to Haiku Writing Contest. (i) Traditional/English (ii) Modern and (iii) Hausa Haiku (to explore this possible development.

We will start with:
(i) Write a traditional Japanese haiku in the English style format on any theme (love, friendship, politics, knowledge, health, life, death, nature, seasons etc).

*Employing poetic devices in presentation will be an added edge.

*The most meaningful, yet simple submission, meeting the challenge requirements wins.

*All submissions must be on this thread.

*Deadline for submission is 72 hours from the time of posting this TMMPLS & PTC.

*Judges decision is final.

*A Special Surprise Prize awaits the winner! :)

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…by Tijjani Muhammad Musa

We are staunch supporters of Gen. Muhammad Buhari and would stand with him wherever he goes and in whatever he does, EXCEPT where he goes knowingly or unknowingly against the rules and injunctions of Allaah and His Rasool. Once this line is crossed, we will stand off him or anyone.

Islamically, it is not permissible for a man who believes in Allaah and His Messenger to put his hand in the hand of a woman who is not permissible for him or who is not one of his mahrams. Whoever does that has wronged himself (i.e., sinned).

Here is a hadeeth as proof:

It was narrated that Ma’qil ibn Yassaar said: the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said: “For one of you to be stabbed in the head with an iron needle is better for him than that he should touch a woman who is not permissible for him.”

Narrated by al-Tabaraani in al-Kabeer, 486. Shaykh al-Albaani said in Saheeh al-Jaami’, 5045, that this hadeeth is saheeh.

This hadeeth alone is sufficient to deter and to instill the obedience required of us by Allaah, because it implies that touching women may lead to temptation and immorality. -

So based on the foregoing hadeeth (Prophetic saying), for as much as we love Buhari, the love of Allaah SWT and Muhammad SAWS supersedes that of any other. And just because other religious or pseudo-Islamic personalities engage in disrespecting the commands of Allaah and His Prophet under the excuse of modernity, civilization, leadership and so on do this act of shaking the hands of women in public or in private, most especially if you are in a position of leadership and claim to be a Muslim, it does not mean that it should wipe off the binding rule on it as far as Allah AWJ is concerned.

In fact, it is because we love Buhari so much that we worry over him and his welfare here on earth as our leader, as well as his stand before Allaah, his God on Judgement Day when he eventually dies. We are not excited about this because he is Buhari, a northerner, from North-west region, a Hausa-Fulani etc (by Allah NO!), but because he is a Muslim. We are to care for each other, physically if we can, with our words, if we can’t physically and finally in our hearts, where these first two options are not feasible.

Once again let me quote some other ahadith;

“It was narrated that ‘Aa’ishah the wife of the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said: “When the believing women migrated to the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him), they would be tested in accordance with the words of Allaah (interpretation of the meaning):

‘O Prophet! When believing women come to you to give you the Bay‘ah (pledge), that they will not associate anything in worship with Allaah, that they will not steal, that they will not commit illegal sexual intercourse’[al-Mumtahanah 60:12]

‘Aa’ishah said: Whoever among the believing women agreed to that had passed the test, and when the women agreed to that, the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said to them:

“Go, for you have given your oath of allegiance.’ No, by Allaah, the hand of the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) never touched the hand of any woman, rather they would give their oath of allegiance with words only.”

And ‘Aa’ishah said: “By Allaah, the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) only took the oath of allegiance from the women in the manner prescribed by Allaah, and the hand of the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) never touched the hand of any woman. When he had taken their oath of allegiance he would say, ‘I have accepted your oath of allegiance verbally.’”
(narrated by Muslim, 1866)

It was narrated from ‘Urwah that ‘Aa’ishah told him about the women’s oath of allegiance: “The Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) never touched any woman with his hand. He would explain to the woman what the oath of allegiance implied, and when she accepted, he would say ‘Go, for you have given your oath of allegiance.’” Narrated by Muslim, 1866

This infallible one, the best of mankind, the leader of the sons of Adam on the Day of Resurrection, did not touch women. This is despite the fact that the oath of allegiance was originally given by hand. So how about men other than the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him)?

It was narrated that Umaymah the daughter of Raqeeqah said: The Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said, “I do not shake hands with women.” Narrated by al-Nasaa’i (4181) and Ibn Maajah, 2874; classed as saheeh by al-Albaani in Saheeh al-Jaami’, 2513.”

From the above it should be clear to us all. Will there be any problem if Buhari should decline to shake the hands of any woman, not just this case in contention? Would such a move stop him from being our leader? Would it make him cease to be the principled man he has been reputed to be or would it tarnish his image in the sight of his Lord and Maker, even if it does in the eyes of man on earth?

For that same reason, we similarly condemned Mallam Ibrahim Shekarau for such a public violation when he shook the hands with an international female journalist after completing an interview as Governor of Kano, some years back. Same condemnations trailed Saudi and other Islamic rulers from the rest of the Muslim world whenever they do that, even if it is out of the need to meet international secular expectations.

We are only serving as reminders to each other by expressing this unacceptability of their acts. That as Muslims we must be conscious of Allaah and His Injunctions upon us always. We must of essence honor and respect our noble Prophet by keep off things he forbids us from. That is what our Declaration of Faith (Kalimat ash-Shahada) means.

We are not perfect and do make mistakes. So, we must be willing to understand and forgive where we see errors being made. And as sincere lovers of each other, we must call to order our flaunting selves from rushing off into the destruction of our souls.

Let me end this with a poem from my maiden poetry anthology THE FIRST CUP that aptly captures this write up…

.... by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

Faults are like bottoms, you know
Everyone sits on his own
And analyze another's

As we sit our bums, staring at others
Our own faults, upon standing are seen
By a thousand more

But how unfair we are judging others' fallacies
As much as they are wrong too
About weighing ours

Selfish mankind, we hardly admit our mistakes
So, it is others' duty to alert us
Where and when we err

Highlighting those short-comings can make
The heedful among us reflect, then reach
For a turning point

Keeping quite on the other hand might be mistaken
For approval of a distasteful act
Thus, keep us not mum

So, point out each other's misdemeanors we must
Though we might be detested or even
Outrightly hated for it

For only one who cares will assist you
When you are busy engaging in evil...
By stopping you!

(c)(r) Tijjani M. M.
11102013 @16:49:05

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…by Poetic Tee, “Here, take a sip”

Ignorance, hitherto a shameful disgrace, embarrassing to bride
Is now mistressed by many with decorum, glee and even pride
They fight off the beauty of knowledge and understanding
Betting an identity, despite their covenant cum oath taking
Forgetting soon, there’ll be no options for any to take aside.

©2015 Tijjani M. M.
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Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. Tijjani Muhammad Musa

Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un!

I first got wind of the blasphemous words of Abdul Nyass of Haqiqa sub-sect of the Tiijjaniyya Sect of Islam on the Rasool (sallallahu alaihi wa sallam.) on a radio magazine program. Then I saw some posts on FB about it.

Many avoided repeating what the Luciferian in disguise uttered for the sheer gravity of his words. Then I heard the clip via a download and later heard a detailed recount of the event itself via an immediate raddi.

Though I've earlier been asked to comment on it, I refused to say a word until I know exactly who did or said what. Eventually I did and it got me emotionally paralyzed. My barely recomposed and devastated mind started thinking "What brand of psychotic madness is such a lunatic possessed of?"

I've interacted intellectually at various level with haters of Muhammad SAWS, some openly, others disguised and of course there are the hypocrites. Some atheists, others non-Muslims and some Muslims, yes Muslims and in all my encounters I have never come across this outrageous, outlandish, out-of-this-world fundamentalist.

None of the previously mentioned poisonous vermins could match the audacity of this denizen of hell! And to say he is a Muslim (well by virtue of his declaration of the kalimat) is indeed the most shocking and appalling part of the whole saga.

There are many sects in Islam, 73 in all according to our beloved Prophet SAWS, 72 of which are all doomed except 1, those who strictly abide by Allah's Quranic injunctions and His messenger's sunnah. Thus we know many a version of Islam do exist.

We have read about those that manifested in the past, we are witnesses to some in our time and read about others that will come in the future. So, this comes not totally as a surprise. It is expected, anticipated for our Prophet has warned us about their coming.

While some under the guise of being Muslims and under the banner of Islam introduce innovations of all sorts, other claim prophethood for their spiritual leaders, while others claim outright divinity for such leaders or even for themselves.

And now out of hatred and absolute jealousy, here is a sub-sect from an Islamic movement that relish in abusing Allaah AWJ Himself and His Messenger Muhammad SAWS because of another mere mortal, not even worthy of being mentioned here. Wa iya zubilLaah!

What is disheartening however is where this zindiq surfaced. In the least of all places for this to happen, here in Kano! My heart sank with sadness, crying tears of toxic blood for this unprecedented, monumental disrespect. "Gaskiya Allaah Ya isa!"

Under normal circumstances the whole place would have boiled over by now, but surprisingly things are under control. Perhaps, our populace are becoming emotionally and sentimentally more matured about their religious sentiments, just like they are about their politics.

Well all is calm at the moment due to the timely intervention of the authorities, who wasted no time in arresting the man that expressed such evil desecrating words against the prophet. They came out on the radio to condemn the act in its entirety, expressed intolerance for such inciting statements and have now charged him to court.

He has been given access to lawyers who we have heard will defend him, so that he gets a fair trial. Eventually, a judge will have to pass judgment on the case. So, patience should be our lot. May sound justice be served.

In Allaah SWT, let the believers put their trust.

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Gilbert Mzenzi Mabasa’s SPLIT PERSONALITY ‪#‎FoundPoetry‬

As found by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

And when that time comes
The soon becomes now
There will be no place to hide
Or chance to take a side
As down the pit the sly slide
Their souls split
For having played harlot
With split personality.

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…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

What is the use of knowledge without understanding?
What is the use of understanding without application?
What is the use of application without results?
A donkey laden with books gains nothing
But stressful load and loads of stress.

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Thursday, May 7, 2015


Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

I am Poetic Tee
The sunshine in your tea cup
Blow your blues away.

I am Poetic Tee
Brilliance through dark clouds above
The calm off your storms.

I am Poetic Tee
A pleasant smile to taste... "Mmm"
Humbly delightful.

I am Poetic Tee
Forever conscious of you
As my words mutate.

I am Poetic Tee
"E! Barde bakon dole!
Sa maza gudu!"

I am Poetic Tee
"Ruwa, ba gwanki kashi
Sa chika kwafa"

I am Poetic Tee
The fake "Trained critic"'s nightmare :)
Born natural poet.

I am Poetic Tee
Brewed pure, thoughts of divine source
"Here, take a sip."

I am Poetic Tee
A sip that lingers till aye
Beyond a life time.

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LET'S ABORT TROUBLE. ‪#‎Haiku‬ Poetic Tee, "Here, take a sip"

One man, one vote cast
Toy not with results, ensures
Democratic peace.

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Wednesday, May 6, 2015

SATAN'S HAIKU Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

Just wasting your time
Finish all your whispering
And leave, O Satan...

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REALITY 2 ‪#‎Haiku‬ Poetic Tee "Here. take a sip"

Reality, used twice
In a rare read, I read twice
This truth, you poemed twice.

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…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

A sound, sane father has 19 children
Each of them begets other brethren’
One of them commits a heinous crime
Must all of them be made to do his time?
Help me resolve this crisis, O dear friend’

©2015 Tijjani M. M.
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Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

He stands a colossus giant with another
Tiny, little, puny I raise my eyes to him
Filled with hope that ignites me aglow
Turning I a firefly lighting my darkness
With pleasant joy overflowing the rimless
As my heart sings rare hymns in rhymes
Coming from a source none can define
My voice an aromatic fragrance floats up
Soothing his hungry hearing feeding it full
A smile drenched with pleasure dances on
The melody only the mind can truly grasp
Sending shock waves of ecstatic spasms
Hitting my shore with tsunamic devastation
Shattering the fragile peace I cherish within
To which I climb to find rest on Mount Everest
Gloriously, humbly he stoops to my lowly level
Bathing me in relevance, tranquility hugs me
Sitting by, the weatherless wind whispers
Wonderful words of worth, worthy of wawa
Chiseled on marble, frame free impressions
Fleetingly, a soft, gentle, luminous butterfly
Caresses my desire till it explodes in a climax.

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Tijjani Muhammad Musa's photo. …by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

The sun rises at sunrise
On a rose, soaked dew-wet
Zeniths on letters, none can price
Shepherd by a unicorn, of the best
Captivating, full of wondrous surprise'
An eloquent lingo, grand master of west

Light sits glowing, subtly out flushing
Ignorance. Simpletons, in turn we glee
Sit on alphabet banks, worming, fishing
Enchanted by language, dissecting it free
Niagara Falls cascading, spraying, crashing
Misting afloat a cloud, a full soaking spree

Finally, naïve gaze Gwani in the eye
A cliff hanger, clinging on every word
Brilliant of mind, thoughts so swift, so fly
Decipher of intent, on leash his virtual sword
Father of many, guiding gawkers before a bye
Soon sunset invites night, rushing gracefully forward.

©2015 Tijjani M. M.
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…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

Bees very busy, engaged with nothing
As flowers fold arms, refusing to bloom
Fragrances on riot, stench gaily airborne
Rich colors, shades, hues, fade off deep
Hungry hexagons, heavy with emptiness
Cultivators of happiness, reaping sadness

Ants call on work and find it asleep, snoring
Soldiers flee with pride into mutiny's embrace
Migratory birds hibernate holed up in burrows
While nocturnal defy light's threat, dancing free
In broad daylight while sun and moon copulates
As chaos pursued by pandemonium takes center-stage.

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…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

Toddling in a struggle, on his hype mountain
Down in blue laughter, a steep slope he slips
Eye to eye, a smile pregnant with joy he sings
A giggle escapes its prison, my heart delights
Tickles a tingle touch of lips, birthing a mumble
Innocence dominates his domain with slurpy drools.

©2015 tijjani m. m.
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SMILE TO MILES ‪#‎Limerick‬

…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

Petals float in un-calculated, cool, colorful dance
Sweet sensational scents, swaying me in a trance
Love like shy seeds sown safe, in a thousand smiles
Lush green grass graciously gracing entwined miles
While moods swing like a pendulum seeking balance.

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TO LOVE IS TO LET GO ‪#‎Limerick‬

…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

Though I can’t live without you
Yet I can’t, just to live, cocoon you
For you will blossom better off me
And if I truly love you, mon cheri

I must my heart gates in tears fling-free you.

©2015 Tijjani M. M.
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PETALS EMBRACE ‪#‎ConcretePoem‬

…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

Curled up close
I’m a flower encased
To live, I have to petal up
And embrace the golden sun
Much as I cherish my mild colors
Fragrances not one, air floats
Seducing senses senseless
Dearer to my perfumers
Who value them mo’
Than you do me.

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