umoh cyril Poems
Ansar Ud Deen
school of knowledge school of polish school of poise school of virtue
I'M An African
i am a full breed african stuff a continent never lacking the holy place for natural resources the home of the blacks
One Minute Love
Something in your voice, Left me no choice, But to sing a song, About your love,
You can say am mad, you can say am bad, you can say am sad, you can say am a lad,
The mother of my mother, The father of my father, Those that did not bother, To accept my only lover,
Quit Playing Games With My Heart
don't twist my heart like a knot don't tell me there is nothing called love don't give any excuse of lust don't tell me you don't love me anymore
i knew her when she was just a little kid i knew her when she was still in daipers i knew her when she was still in the garden i've seen and watched her grow up
Work Work Work
I woke to the sound of wailing hawkers, is it monday already, time to be a worker, cause money waits for nobody,
I'Ll Wait For You
i've known that dissapointment's freaks you out, i also know that you are like a bird in a cage strugling to fly away, i've felt them the first time that i've kissed your sensous mouth, i know all this thats why i've always kept out of your way,
She was swift to pass by, Like a cloud in the sky, The audience were in her eyes, And I could not say bye bye,
Blossom under the sky, Right under my eyes, Still innocent to this life, A fresh mind that can't lie,
Who is that on the mirror, With his face so green, He seems to stay in the mirror, And looks exactly like me,
i wish i was neve borne for then i would not know how to mourn i wish i was never baptized for then i would not be circumsised
Back To Being Strangers
I still can't comprehend when it ended, Still don't want to know it can't be mended, Without you here I would never be contended, We are now strangers with love undaunted,
Where Is My Love
where are you?
when will you come to me?
when will i ever see your pretty face once more?
The pot is still as clean as you left it,
the bed sheet is still ruffled as you slept in it,
outside on the balcony i will wait,
and i pray to God that you are not late,
i miss you.