Tuesday, September 2, 2014
A KINDNESS, DISGUISED
...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
Never take their kindness for granted
For it is but a loan disguised.
They'll surely make you pay it back
In full, with interest!
Just don't take their free offers
It is but a trap to enslave you.
They are a lot, with wasted opportunities
Both here and in the future theater.
Among them are a few good ones
But most prove true, true words over them.
They are transgressors beyond limits
Beyond all known bounds.
So, who are they?
(c)2014 tijjani m. m.
all rights reserved
Never take their kindness for granted
For it is but a loan disguised.
They'll surely make you pay it back
In full, with interest!
Just don't take their free offers
It is but a trap to enslave you.
They are a lot, with wasted opportunities
Both here and in the future theater.
Among them are a few good ones
But most prove true, true words over them.
They are transgressors beyond limits
Beyond all known bounds.
So, who are they?
(c)2014 tijjani m. m.
all rights reserved
MYOPIA, AN EARTHLY SOJOURN.
...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
Journeying is knowledge in itself
But a distress as informed in the deen.
Journey for a purpose worth the stress then.
For some just to sight see, to say "Been there"
For others, the mind does the travelling
Beyond earth and its stumbling mountains
Into zones making our world a tiny, invincible dot.
And with the gift of words, excite endowed minds
Sharing in on discoveries, amazingly stumbled upon.
Man is now in the mind age.
Though sadly, many still know the so-called "real" world.
Thinking they've seen it all.
Myopia, an earthly sojourn..
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
Journeying is knowledge in itself
But a distress as informed in the deen.
Journey for a purpose worth the stress then.
For some just to sight see, to say "Been there"
For others, the mind does the travelling
Beyond earth and its stumbling mountains
Into zones making our world a tiny, invincible dot.
And with the gift of words, excite endowed minds
Sharing in on discoveries, amazingly stumbled upon.
Man is now in the mind age.
Though sadly, many still know the so-called "real" world.
Thinking they've seen it all.
Myopia, an earthly sojourn..
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
QUEEN MOMENTIARA
...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
Crowned detestedly by duressa
She sits atop the throne of pain
The reigning queen of anguish
Surrounded by saturated pity
Tears of sorrow, a deep river source
Red embers of fire aglow in her eyes
Sadness happily singing in her voice
Lamentation playing a tune to her mind
For subjects, shades of greyed condolence
Wonder and disbelief sitting on both her sides
Fear oozing forth from her every pore, a question
"Who'll be my new king, befitting a queen as me?"
Lost, alone and lonely, each swim in her love pool
Nostalgia her constant messeur, oiling her gloom
Her designer gown from House of Depressionora
Regal in gait, weakness fills her up with courage
A cry silently echoing within her emptied vessel
Desperation enslaves her every embodied breath
Helplessness watches hopelessness grow the space
As she hungers for something, eternity has snatched away.
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
Crowned detestedly by duressa
She sits atop the throne of pain
The reigning queen of anguish
Surrounded by saturated pity
Tears of sorrow, a deep river source
Red embers of fire aglow in her eyes
Sadness happily singing in her voice
Lamentation playing a tune to her mind
For subjects, shades of greyed condolence
Wonder and disbelief sitting on both her sides
Fear oozing forth from her every pore, a question
"Who'll be my new king, befitting a queen as me?"
Lost, alone and lonely, each swim in her love pool
Nostalgia her constant messeur, oiling her gloom
Her designer gown from House of Depressionora
Regal in gait, weakness fills her up with courage
A cry silently echoing within her emptied vessel
Desperation enslaves her every embodied breath
Helplessness watches hopelessness grow the space
As she hungers for something, eternity has snatched away.
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
LIFE'S PLEASURES ARE SHORT LIVED ...by Hamza Ibrahim Baba
#FoundPoetry
(As found by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip")
The pleasures of life are short lived
more often than not
they are followed by sorrow.
Life means responsibility
a journey where change is constant
difficulties are relentless in onslaught.
Can you find a father
a wife or a friend who is free
from problems?
Allah has willed for this world
to be filled with pairs of opposites:
good and evil, righteousness and corruption, happiness and misery.
So my people live according to your reality
without envisioning the ideal life
one that is free from worry and toil.
I greet my people
as we accept life as it is
and as we adapt accordingly to all circumstances.
(c)2014 Hamza Ibrahim Baba
all rights reserved
(As found by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip")
The pleasures of life are short lived
more often than not
they are followed by sorrow.
Life means responsibility
a journey where change is constant
difficulties are relentless in onslaught.
Can you find a father
a wife or a friend who is free
from problems?
Allah has willed for this world
to be filled with pairs of opposites:
good and evil, righteousness and corruption, happiness and misery.
So my people live according to your reality
without envisioning the ideal life
one that is free from worry and toil.
I greet my people
as we accept life as it is
and as we adapt accordingly to all circumstances.
(c)2014 Hamza Ibrahim Baba
all rights reserved
19TH RAMADHAN IS UNIQUE INDEED
What a
unique date this 19th Ramadhan is. And whoever said "Lightening does
not strike in the same place twice"? Well, this date proves them wrong.
For exactly 6 years ago on this very exact date 19th Rsmadhan 1429AH, my
9 years old named Abubabar Sadiq aka SadiqBaba after his grandfather
died. And today, 19th Ramadhan 1435AH, the grandfather Malam Abubakar,
in whose honor my late son was named after also died this morning. Allahu Akbar. Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un.
Baba was a man who walks. He was renown for his visitations to family members, wherever they might be located. He was also a man who gave from the little he had. If ever we go visiting, he'd ensure he filled the boot of our car with something to take home. And that is always.
May his soul rest in Allah SWT's peace. May al-Jannah be his final abode, amin Ya Rabbi...
Tijjani Muhammad Musa
Baba was a man who walks. He was renown for his visitations to family members, wherever they might be located. He was also a man who gave from the little he had. If ever we go visiting, he'd ensure he filled the boot of our car with something to take home. And that is always.
May his soul rest in Allah SWT's peace. May al-Jannah be his final abode, amin Ya Rabbi...
Tijjani Muhammad Musa
POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP - DUE OUT SOON
My
anthology titled POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP is due out
any moment from now. It should be an interesting read for all lovers of
my kind of poetry.
It has about 115 poems in the collection, some of which are my personal and others' most favorite. A simple down to earth effort, which feature poems that have delighted and mesmerized many here on facebook and elsewhere on several poetic fora all over the internet.
The book's Introduction was written by my good and humble friend Aliyu A. Wali, the creator of the poetry group POETIC MYNDS. His words alone would make any keen reader grab a copy and indulge in the over 130 pages of my poetic brew.
And the Foreword? Hmmm. It is a masterpiece, written by a 5 books author, a French woman who is a university lecturer of English and French with a track record of poetry publications internationally. Who is she? Find out in the THE FIRST CUP.
What more can you expect? Well, if you have found my poems exciting enough to sincerely express one word or two about them in one poetic group or another, your name and words are most likely featured in the book as my appreciation of your appreciations.
And for those of you who are curious about what poetry means, there are several definitions of the phenomenon according to some literary icons of the genre, from across the world, past and present, which is sure to add value to your comprehension of what poetry is all about.
My Preface revealed how it all started and why I had to jump the queue to publish THE FIRST CUP first instead of the over 4 manuscripts of my books, each waiting to be published. This maiden poetry book would soon be followed by - The Second Cup of Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip".
But first, THE FIRST CUP of my POETIC TEE, "Here, take a sip"...
ENJOY IT.
It'd surely make you ask for "The 2nd Cup"...
It has about 115 poems in the collection, some of which are my personal and others' most favorite. A simple down to earth effort, which feature poems that have delighted and mesmerized many here on facebook and elsewhere on several poetic fora all over the internet.
The book's Introduction was written by my good and humble friend Aliyu A. Wali, the creator of the poetry group POETIC MYNDS. His words alone would make any keen reader grab a copy and indulge in the over 130 pages of my poetic brew.
And the Foreword? Hmmm. It is a masterpiece, written by a 5 books author, a French woman who is a university lecturer of English and French with a track record of poetry publications internationally. Who is she? Find out in the THE FIRST CUP.
What more can you expect? Well, if you have found my poems exciting enough to sincerely express one word or two about them in one poetic group or another, your name and words are most likely featured in the book as my appreciation of your appreciations.
And for those of you who are curious about what poetry means, there are several definitions of the phenomenon according to some literary icons of the genre, from across the world, past and present, which is sure to add value to your comprehension of what poetry is all about.
My Preface revealed how it all started and why I had to jump the queue to publish THE FIRST CUP first instead of the over 4 manuscripts of my books, each waiting to be published. This maiden poetry book would soon be followed by - The Second Cup of Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip".
But first, THE FIRST CUP of my POETIC TEE, "Here, take a sip"...
ENJOY IT.
It'd surely make you ask for "The 2nd Cup"...
TIJJANI'S QOUTES ii
A single bath is not enough to keep one clean forever. So constantly, renew your bath - Tijjani Muhammad Musa
KING POST AND TRUSSES
Towards
2015. A poem about the politician and the voters. Will it be business
as usual or unusual? O my fellow country men, please BEWARE!
... by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
He stood on the podium and made us promises
Just like kids, many listened with excited pulses
Having captured attention, he added false bonuses
State-of-the-earth hospital with doctors and nurses
Man of many words, king post and many trusses
Believe him surely, only, I say only "If wishes were horses."
(c) 2014 tijjani m.m.
all rights reserved
... by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
He stood on the podium and made us promises
Just like kids, many listened with excited pulses
Having captured attention, he added false bonuses
State-of-the-earth hospital with doctors and nurses
Man of many words, king post and many trusses
Believe him surely, only, I say only "If wishes were horses."
(c) 2014 tijjani m.m.
all rights reserved
POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP - DEBUTS
ASSOCIATION OF NIGERIAN AUTHORS KANO BRANCH SESSION, AUGUST 2014. - POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP DEBUTS
For those who are interested in picking their copies of the POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP, Tijjani Muhammad Musa's maiden poetry anthology would be made available for purchase at ANA Kano session's event scheduled to happen at American Corner of Murtala Muhammad Library along Ahmadu Bello Way Nassarawa GRA, Kano in sha Allaah...
Thank you for your encouragement.
N.B.
If anyone wants a personally signed copy of the piece by the poet and author, that can be gladly arranged.
For those who are interested in picking their copies of the POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP, Tijjani Muhammad Musa's maiden poetry anthology would be made available for purchase at ANA Kano session's event scheduled to happen at American Corner of Murtala Muhammad Library along Ahmadu Bello Way Nassarawa GRA, Kano in sha Allaah...
Thank you for your encouragement.
N.B.
If anyone wants a personally signed copy of the piece by the poet and author, that can be gladly arranged.
TIME by Fatima Kachallah
Permit me to introduce this timely piece and the poetess behind it. She is a debutante. Read and critique her work please...
TIME
by Fatima Kachallah
Time
Will not wait for us.
No matter how
Healthy or wealthy
We are.
Many people,
Far healthier & wealthier
Than us, have passed on.
And time is still
Ticking away.
So,
Never allow yourself
To be deceived
By your wealth
Or health.
And remember,
Every moment
That goes by
Will never
Return.
Use your time
Wisely, charitably.
So treasure your time
And make the most
Of it.
©2013 Fatima ‘Baby’ Kachallah
All rights reserved.
TIME
by Fatima Kachallah
Time
Will not wait for us.
No matter how
Healthy or wealthy
We are.
Many people,
Far healthier & wealthier
Than us, have passed on.
And time is still
Ticking away.
So,
Never allow yourself
To be deceived
By your wealth
Or health.
And remember,
Every moment
That goes by
Will never
Return.
Use your time
Wisely, charitably.
So treasure your time
And make the most
Of it.
©2013 Fatima ‘Baby’ Kachallah
All rights reserved.
THE BOOK - POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP Debuts!
ASSOCIATION OF FICTION AND NON-FICTION WRITERS
(AFINOW) SESSION, AUGUST 2014
POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP Debuts!
For those who are interested in picking their copies of the POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP, Tijjani Muhammad Musa's maiden poetry anthology would be made available for purchase at AFINOW Kano session's event scheduled to happen today Sunday 31st August, 2014 by 4pm prompt at Jammaje English Center along Aminu Kano Way, Goron Dutse, Kano in sha Allaah...
Thank you so much for your encouragement.
N.B. If anyone wants a personally signed copy of the piece by the poet and author, that can be gladly arranged.
Less I forget, I'll be going there together with our Lady of Letters Fiona Lovatt, who has just returned "home" from her other home in New Zealand...
(AFINOW) SESSION, AUGUST 2014
POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP Debuts!
For those who are interested in picking their copies of the POETIC TEE "Here, take a sip" THE FIRST CUP, Tijjani Muhammad Musa's maiden poetry anthology would be made available for purchase at AFINOW Kano session's event scheduled to happen today Sunday 31st August, 2014 by 4pm prompt at Jammaje English Center along Aminu Kano Way, Goron Dutse, Kano in sha Allaah...
Thank you so much for your encouragement.
N.B. If anyone wants a personally signed copy of the piece by the poet and author, that can be gladly arranged.
Less I forget, I'll be going there together with our Lady of Letters Fiona Lovatt, who has just returned "home" from her other home in New Zealand...
TRADEMARK OF PRIDE AND ARROGANCE
...By Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
By their fruits you shall know them.
Speaking from both sides of their mouth
Or should I say both sides of their body?
If it favors them
They forget fairness and justice.
If it is against them
They forget fairness and justice.
They are lost
Refusing to retrace their wrong steps.
Plundering their minds, bodies and souls
Into further unfairness and injustice.
The trademark of the proud and arrogant.
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
all rights reserved
By their fruits you shall know them.
Speaking from both sides of their mouth
Or should I say both sides of their body?
If it favors them
They forget fairness and justice.
If it is against them
They forget fairness and justice.
They are lost
Refusing to retrace their wrong steps.
Plundering their minds, bodies and souls
Into further unfairness and injustice.
The trademark of the proud and arrogant.
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
all rights reserved
NICE, DISGUISED. #Limerick
...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
I like it when someone is nice
But, when someone is too nice
There's usually something wrong
My suspicion about them grows strong
Only to be vindicated, more than thrice.
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
all rights reserved
I like it when someone is nice
But, when someone is too nice
There's usually something wrong
My suspicion about them grows strong
Only to be vindicated, more than thrice.
(c)2014 Tijjani M. M.
all rights reserved
LIKE LOVE, LIKE CLOUD (Dedication)
(REPLY TO Tijjani Muhammad Musa: POETIC TEE "HERE TAKE A SIP)
You are
The vassal of pen and paper
You prune
Life like love...
You're the cloud
With words
You gather joy
And put Sun to noon
But
Your enemies at race
Like running water from paralleling cliffs
You spill rain
They shoot you with Zuma Rock
I say nay!
Doves don't hunt lions.
© A A YANTAGWAYE
12:45Pm WENS 010-090-2014
You are
The vassal of pen and paper
You prune
Life like love...
You're the cloud
With words
You gather joy
And put Sun to noon
But
Your enemies at race
Like running water from paralleling cliffs
You spill rain
They shoot you with Zuma Rock
I say nay!
Doves don't hunt lions.
© A A YANTAGWAYE
12:45Pm WENS 010-090-2014
A ROSE ROSE. #Limerick
...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"Flowers are interesting, but difficult to understand
Their fragrances amaze me, sweet delighting my gland'
Soft petals caressing my mentals, intoxicating preambles
I tried not to swoon, but end up with sways and stumbles
Cherishing their essence. Can a rose blossom in my hand?
(c)2014 tijjani m. m.
all rights reserved
FUMANJANATRA BLUE
...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
Muse humbled by words of a brilliant of bard.
Making one stupor with a pour of a wine, that delights without intoxicating.
Worthy of cherishing, framing and hanging on walls of a heart.
A sweet huda drinking of its nectar, sings a paradisial lullaby.
Making the heart beat a double, causing a ripple, in a rhythm of pulses.
Soaring the bubbles that boil at minus 0 degree fahrenheit.
Softly landing on a moon crater called Fumanjanatra blue.
I am but a space flyer, riding a fire, floating higher into ecstatic bliss.
(c)2014 tijjani m. m.
all rights reserved
Muse humbled by words of a brilliant of bard.
Making one stupor with a pour of a wine, that delights without intoxicating.
Worthy of cherishing, framing and hanging on walls of a heart.
A sweet huda drinking of its nectar, sings a paradisial lullaby.
Making the heart beat a double, causing a ripple, in a rhythm of pulses.
Soaring the bubbles that boil at minus 0 degree fahrenheit.
Softly landing on a moon crater called Fumanjanatra blue.
I am but a space flyer, riding a fire, floating higher into ecstatic bliss.
(c)2014 tijjani m. m.
all rights reserved
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