Ishaku Nuhu
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Nostalgia
Nostalgic was when we went gleaning We gleaned all sorts of crops I recall we would trod the stubbles in every farm We scared off snakes and scorpions unharmed The proceeds if sold, we would buy stationaries And a football My chums and I had lots of fun We played and scored goals But we had no goals The hours we played unknown, left us famished At night, the hide-and-seek curtains were drawn As the moon illuminates the earth Accompanied by the stars We knew not what fear was Sleep was opti...
Nostalgia
AfricanChildhoodMemories Nostalgic was when we went gleaning We gleaned all sorts of crops I recall we would trod the stubbles in every farm We scared off snakes and scorpions unharmed The proceeds if sold, we would buy stationaries And a football My chums and I had lots of fun We played and scored goals But we had no goals The hours we played unknown, left us famished At night, the hide-and-seek curtains were drawn As the moon illuminates the earth Accompanied by the stars We knew not what...
Daddy' lies
#poetry Daddy said a lot aloud He's to make you proud He kept his promise, not It is a severed knot Daddy is a human being Not just for the time being He wishes that baby understands The way everything stands Why must Daddy go Baby wants to know Baby keeps asking why Daddy now wants to say bye Would Daddy look back In these moments of lack Baby might not openly ask Understanding is a difficult task Daddy is concerned too But there's a lot he needs to do Life has not smiled at him, you know ...
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