AAwuroshi'ye poetry

Monday, September 30, 2019


Inspired by the little One with no hair, idea by the young Man who is fair, written by the other Man with the beard.

My toothless Niece

A year old, but a giant Wrestler
Big, strong, energetic
Dare not carry Her, if You are rheumatic
My toothless Niece, a year old
And ever wearing a smile altho no teeth to show

Life, a commingling of ups and downs
For most, it is all about the pounds
And then in a twinkle, it becomes switcheroo
What an irony... A vanity

Beautiful and colorful, life is a mosaic
And quite pleasing like a music
Yet dream killer, for it can live You shattered
And a giant Wrestler, for it can hit You really hard

Indeed life is a dream
And death is the reality
Brethren, when life hits You
Remember to smile
And if You are broke
Just smile, like My toothless Niece
Even if You have nothing to show

Saturday, September 21, 2019



My work is just a pinch of granules, surely it can WAIT
After all, tomorrow and TODAY
Are They not all the SAME?
Hmm... Now My work is an ocean
And I can't do it all nor put it AWAY
Indeed I have lost it all along
Oh time! How deceitful can You be?
You really fooled Me

But, it is not the end if I am JOBBLESS
The World may think of Me LESS
But My experience is My wealth
Therefore, I accept to not be WORTHLESS

To embark on a MISSION
To fulfil My VISION
This I must hasten to do
For time is long, but a mere illusion

Wednesday, September 18, 2019



Several hurdles to JUMP
Several stepping stones, but each time, I SLUMPED
From Gombe, to Abuja, down to ZARIA
Except in My eyes was success only a MIRAGE
As deep down, I feel not the HUNGER
Or maybe just procrastination, the thief of TIME
Hmm... Verily I was BLIND

But today, I like to DECLARE
A step a time or two, I shall climb the STAIRS
For the Brain is FIRING
the urge has RAISEN
Hence like Malcolm and His birthplace, OMAHA
My journey begins again from My new birthplace, OSARA
If Osara is small...
Then let the Mouse give birth to the Mountain
Let there be constant ACCELERATING
Never there to be BRAKING
As I join this RACING

Sunday, September 15, 2019



A World, hmm...

A World filled with lies and LIARS
Like a song on Our lips, for We are the lie CHOIR
We forget that a Liar's destiny is the Heavenly wild FIRE
And all these, just for Our selfish DESIRE

Even at the risk of the People's PLIGHT
Man cares not, indeed He has short SIGHT
For He knows not what beyond LIES

Brethren, before comes Our DOOM
It is high time We changed, for Our GOOD
And if it favors not Our MOOD
Still stick with the TRUTH
For truthful is always fruitful

Friday, September 13, 2019



Man, often engulfed in His thoughts and WISH
If You like, GREED

He is indeed spiritually WEAK
He knows not for He is indeed in NEED

Hmm... Oh!
What a helpless Man

He has no clue of His DOOM
For He only sees the BLUE

And all about the CRUISE
But when comes the DOOM

For Him will be all DOOM and GLOOM

Wednesday, September 11, 2019



My Kitten, cute even with no SMILE
When times are tough, She doesn't COMPROMISE
And a flower of different colors

Peace and love and COURAGE
I know Her well, for She is My IMMIDIATE
But We are Birds of different feathers
For She eats not much, but CAKES
And loves to BAKE
While I eat much, but hate to BAKE

Just look at the strength and resilience DISPLAYED
Indeed, Your attributes are worthy to EMULATE
Emblem of beauty and DIGNITY
Only Girl in the FAMILY
Daddy's little Dove

We had Our moments of HATE
Yet still My best PLAYMATE
And My cute little Sis

Sunday, September 8, 2019



Shall I compare Thee to Muhammad Ali?
Popular like a Politician
The World was His DOMAIN
For Thee, a step a time
Shall Thy NAME be synonymous to FAME
To the Weak, was He love and CARE
To the Weak, all Thee have, Thee SHARE

He was a Poet, Thee was not
He was the greatest, for He could BOX
oh! But Thou CANNOT
Except to the tyrant are You two a FOX
Today, Thee is two in POETRY
And Ali is three in ETERNITY
Yet He is the solution to Thy MYSTERY
For Poetry walked Thee out Thy MISERY
As it flows through Thy veins DAILY

Oh Omnipotent! Prosper Thee in this ACTIVITY
And automobile and the POLITY
So Thee, go down well in HISTORY
Like Thy Muse, with VICTORY
Help Us execute Our deeds of POSITIVITY
And transform Our World of NEGATIVITY
To a World of FESTIVITY

Shall I compare Thee to Muhammad Ali?
For Thee is Me

Thursday, September 5, 2019


An emblem of peace and tranquility, You are a DOVE, but pretty wise with bright eyes like an OWL. Of a voice soft and SLOW, My mind melts each time it BLOWS. Little Dove, with Your pairs, Your qualities INTIMIDATE. We were far apart, but through time, in Me You RESONATE, For in You alone I derive SOLACE.

You are like the full moon in the dessert, as the first time I saw You, You wore no mary k, yet Your face GLOWED. And I could not resist but TOAST, for the mood was right and the confidence was on.

Am sure You recall as I was walking up to You, I STUMBLED. then You walked to Me, but all I could do was MUMBLE. This time the mood was right but confidence gone. You could tell, so You CHUCKLED, and within Me I said to Myself, today the basketmouth has been totally HUMBLED.
Uhm uhm... Isn't it always fun to go down Memory Lane?

Oh full Moon, cast Your light into My eyes and see... Indeed in Me You blossom, but I need no GARDENER, for You are My World and wealth, sweet NANA, Friends often ask, are You lucky to have such a PARTNER? And often I reply, for You are not just My Partner, but indeed My PLASMA.

Sunday, September 1, 2019


Behold!  it's five hundred VIEWS
Indeed am I indebted to YOU
For despite thick and thin, We pulled THROUGH

If You visited My blog, I pray for You blessings much as the SEA
But if You visited not, then  blessings... Still I pray You shall SEE

A Friend told Me that I am only half WAY
But I know with You by Me, strong is My FAITH
For 1000 views shall be My FATE


Written 11th March 2018.


My name is AAwuroshi'ye
Twenty-six years ago, I was born TODAY
For My Parents, it was a heart filled with RAYS

Oh! But a different tale TODAY
Naive and a negative mind STATE
Various substances INHALED
Dropped, at the tertiary STAGE
People hated, while I harbored HATE
Tensions went ABLAZE
Hence temperamental RAMPAGE

But now I know, for  it was only a phase I had to FACE
Hence today and everyday, shall I restore to Them these RAYS
Then I pray for FAME
For They deserve recognition on the World's STAGE

A rebirth at twenty-SIX
No more freaks about Enemy TRICKS
Because if You are devout, then each twist comes with a FIX

Therefore, may Our lives improve at each blink
I am Sardauna the first
And this is My rebirth

We move

From the top of Our heads To the souls of Our feet We've been utterly ripped Our hearts pierced Our spirits fierce Tit for tat If...