Animashaun Alameen

Biography of Animashaun Alameen
Animashaun Al-ameen is a Nigerian born poet who was Natified between the high o'er hills of Africa. He is the middle child out of 3 and the first son. He resides in lagos Nigeria where he practices his writing. He started writing at the age of 13, though not an accomplished word smith back then. He is an aspiring lawyer and an aspirant of UNIVERSITY OF IBADAN. He lives a jolly good life. He has no books published with his name but is working towards that. Though young but he has an old soul like 2pac sharkur which makes him grow twice faster.
Animashaun Alameen Poems
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Me, You, Us
when the world died and we stay alive, I heard my heart pounding, finding somewhere else to hide. You provided a safe, thus ensuring a save. -
Pills And Potions
If a jumbled pill can heal their rotten mind, Would i mind to create a hundred and hundred of it's kind? If an archived potion can illuminate their darkened soul, Will I have another goal? -
Behind The Mask
There lie a face behind the mask, There lie a face with no face. It's fleshy skin laced with attractive strain It satisfied our wants and hid the pain. -
Precious Memories
Just like yesterday, when i say you for the first time, i wondered whether i will make a friend out of this dime. -
A Letter To The Future
Dear future, how are you gonna be? As bright as morning or as dim as dusk? . I've been wondering and pondering about you working so hard to be who i'm gonna be. -
Mother Why?
Mother why? Why did you bring us into this world of sorrowful sorrows and unending pains? Why did you open your cuntinent yet again when you are yet to fend for my siblings, I and yourself? Why did you become Judas and sold me too the streets in shackles and chains? -
The Cat With Nine Lives
As the bandit wind sneak into our room to inject us with uncozy wind, We cuddle our pillow of distress with overgrown limbs. Our ancient soul immunized against all odds and grind We are cats with nine lives, familiar with treatment of grim. -
My Fantasy
I wish to know Billy the boy which no load he can't carry. I wish to know holland The little demon who live near mullholland. -
I Want To Write
I want to write About the black souled blacks who get intimidated by the white. They marvel vigoroously at their sight, -
Wake Up Mother Africa
Wake up mother, We, your littluns are still in-dependent. Your tattered wrapper is failing on it's duty, Your virgin lands are losing all forms of dignity.
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Pills And Potions
If a jumbled pill can heal their rotten mind,
Would i mind to create a hundred and hundred of it's kind?
If an archived potion can illuminate their darkened soul,
Will I have another goal?
Than to ransack a thousand hole.
If they go to a worldly conference, will they steal?
Or be glued to their seat, all they still.
I wonder why we push them up and high