Ask Me Not Why Poem by Lambon Salifu Muhammeed

Ask not why, in lot hours
I have tied thee to my sight without a blink or turn.
Truly, I blink not,
for I feel thy beauty I will miss
And not I turn,
for I'm scared men will rob thee off me because of thy beauty.
If thou again ask why I swing my sight from thy left to right or up and down,
I do so for when a part of thy I adore for its plenty beauty
Other beautyful site I see again.

Truly, if even I'm given days
Of unusual many,
Not enough will they be for me to end admiring thy beauty
For not its origin or finish I have seen.