One On One Poem by Haruna Garba

One On One



Fine when the tongue tolls
Serenity, sanity and sense
Foul when stir the limbs
Trespass, tumult, treachery
Intimate friends on win - win
Thy me first is my me first
Turns lemon on extra leverage
It comes when they add odd
One on one is a tricky game

One On One
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Haruna Garba

Haruna Garba

Dagauda, Bauchi State, Nigeria
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