Abubakar Abdulkadir

Rookie (21 March,1995 / Niger State, Nigeria)

My Dreams - Poem by Abubakar Abdulkadir

My dreams won't cede to cataclysms

Unlike seasonal flowers, my dreams
Will grow on the quaving hands
Of our feeble soil

My dreams won't cede to cataclysms

Unlike cryptic scents, my dreams
Will not fade in the fist
Of our fury gales

My dreams won't cede to cataclysms

Unlike frayed rays, my dreams
Will shine through the metallic crux
Of our nations stiffened growth

My dreams won't cede to cataclysms

Comments about My Dreams by Abubakar Abdulkadir

  • Gold Star - 7,100 Points Hazel Durham (8/5/2013 4:06:00 AM)

    Powerful dreams that will not give up the good fight, great lines, inspired write! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 45,721 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/4/2013 10:27:00 AM)

    my dreams
    Will not fade.. confidence is necessary.. nice poem...10 (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,902 Points Sekharan Pookkat (8/4/2013 10:02:00 AM)

    There is hope, anxiety about a nations growth and smell of the soil and work mans strength in your poem (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 35,597 Points Gajanan Mishra (8/4/2013 6:29:00 AM)

    unlike frayed rays, my dreams, good write.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 19, 2013

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