Bello Hamisu Ida
Born in Katsina State of Nigeria, Done my Schools in my Home Town, Still a Student of Umaru Musa Yar'adua University, English Department. more »
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Bello Hamisu Ida Poems
NEW BORN BABY
A baby boy, new-born baby boy with bated breath The Cry baby who cry to sock his mother breast The Baby boy mug mouth sock his mater moder milk
This black? The black skin is wisdom The skin free your world it's your doom Don't be shy, ashamed, or fear as a black
Our Smiling face like a large open ocean, On black road as snake, we argue; wishen A man has known all the forest and trees?
Grave Is A Final Home
Huge currency, splashy cars and beautiful building, Belly, pretty young lady, all that world re-electing, Decease handy enemy adjacent friend lug you now, Next morrow gaze your corps that clutch sole bow.
Why you took away my queen? If I can ask, I will query death Why you took away my queen? Death I subbed, I for eternity cry why? Death
In much forest like the queen of the bee, With the thousands of servant in the tree Armed by special weapon like an army Their target is to slaughter, slay in angry
This Throne Belongs to Creature
Whilst the bulls’ dug soil, truck is the master missile to pick trees to congratulate Loud hum of bumblebee let her crush wasps? Social insect to assemble in thrones Once lion saddled for hunt in the harsh world, human creature in the forest celebrate Drone and queen ancestors of Emmet to fertile in colonies to take human thrones
King of the Jungle
Like the king of the harsh world In the hunt land, yet the elephant, The mama of the cruel world Benefit from the wisdom of king.
We lost the Queen
I awaken at the mid of the night, ache nearby all my spirit, Opened my twinkle eyes and reflect on the lot in my spirit, I roused early on in the cock-crow, as the pain still in heart. Mom called let me discerned; we fall down and break apart,
Dream Wise and Clever
Gentleman dies day after day, Reborn in the sunrise, bigger, better and wise, Sleep well and imagine your dreams wise, sensible, shrewd and clever.
For truth, be truth, Whilst never so old, Any Moment cannot make that fake, Which formerly is truth?
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NEW BORN BABY
A baby boy, new-born baby boy with bated breath
The Cry baby who cry to sock his mother breast
The Baby boy mug mouth sock his mater moder milk
Milk lulled him to sleep, like a long live lion when bilk
Sudden sound he sense, stand his hands and legs awaken
Cry, cry, cry, cry into the sunshine, during midnight are akin
You ticklish? Tickle, tick tick make him laugh but cry, cry, cry
Be tickled pink or tickle baby fancy, the baby boy may cry
Just give him the milk to sock and lull into deep, deep sleep
The baby boy deep into sleep dream about his milk ...