African mosquitoes have
Have the size of a grown man, s shoe
They have two heads joined with a screw
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Poem: My unroofed village
My village is far away
Farther than your
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POEM: A dream I had in my dream
In my dream, I dreamed……………….
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Shadows are not just black
In their entire pack
They also are as white as Eynesbury's duck
If your shadow is like mine
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Clouds when azure
Are usually so gorgeous and pure
At times, I see a smoky old man
Sitting in a pan
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Mr. Dampson
Has a lamed picture about sin
He thinks if your name is not in the Bible,
There's naught cause to tremble
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There once was a man named Mr. Powers
Whose prowess
Was to bear many flowers
He'll pride "I'm the only man plant-like"
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One whose square root is four
Is far from bore
When the whirl of life casts its axy rays
On destiny to it stall
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On my nuptial night,
Not a forest of Nemeses
Can suffocate the
War I'll wage
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Once, I totted broken
Lines to my abode
And abruptly kissed a token
Struggling to remember his code
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Look!
Don't ever come again! You old June
For when last you came
You brought murk tidings
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I am an undiluted Ghanaian and a poetic sinner. I tend to savour everything about poems; reading, writing. Knitting and seaming of words that can only be encoded by the discerning makes me happy. My principal interest area is chemistry. Poetry, is the vice! sumailamhmmd@gmail.com is my online hut.)
Fell To Your Spell
When first you saw I,
Little did I
Expect to get hooked
To the symphony you cooked.
But you gave me
A kiss from your sun
That rises from the north
That licked dry
The pond of my froth,
And sunk the southern stars
To bury all my scars.
Belle; my white dove,
Be will you my winter stove?
Tell me O my cuckoo
Are you the heaven citizen
That is sent to quench
The in me flame
That refuses to squelch?
Give me then a quill, miles of your wing
And I'll draw your smiles.
A day as minion in your dominion,
Is strength enough for me to kill all ill
Even with no pill.
My Koel, my Rottweiler!
When you hear the sirens sing,
Your antidotes bring
And life me quickly
- a spell poisoned soul-
For alone you
Know the depth
Of the well of the spell
Which I fell.
Submitted by: Sumaila Mohammed Rashad
Better shoeless than bookless
WHAT YOU DO NOT OVERCOME SHALL SURELY OVERCOME YOU