AAwuroshi'ye poetry

Saturday, March 21, 2020

Raihanah

To check in to whatsapp first at dawn for me is a bad habit. Today, checking in just to check You out first at dawn is My best habit, I love it. A Girl is a distraction to a Man's career ambition, how wrong was I... For You are an inspiration to My ambitious acceleration. You defied My rules Raihanah, You are an outlaw. Tribal marriage is My Mother's philosophy, just a picture of You changed Her ideology. Raihanah, You are an in-law.

I am not usually emotionally attached. I have deleted Your contact trice, but oh... I had to restore it trice. Raihanah, against You, My strength is only a pretence, for You are My real source of strength. I am a humbled background but a proud heart, I cannot give You the world, but I will gift You My world.

My love for You is an egg, I guard it extremely jealously in My nest.  Let Me share in Your pain and gain so with Mine, You do same. Let Me paint a rainbow on Your imperfections so with Mine, You do same. Oh Raihanah, let's defy mathematics, let 1+1=1 be Our new arithmetics. Your bold eyes and proud face, Your chicks, as the dawn of the day, is all I long to gaze every minute of every day, oh Raihanah.

Sunday, March 15, 2020

Assalam, Sister in Islam

Ussually in poetry, the encyclopedia is my guide
But to describe You, even the encyclopedia is a lie
Therefore, let My pen dance to the rhythm
As My heart give the beats
And My mind wander in the pattern of Your face and grace

Assalam, Sister in Islam
For I have been to places
I have seen faces
But I have seen none like You in ages
I have circumnavigated from North side Borno
Down south Ondo
Through the Sahara and across Congo
But until I saw You, I knew without further ado
For Your artistry is way out the window
What a piece of art to behold

Assalam, Sister in Islam
First time I saw You, I was mesmerized
As before now, to love I was blind
Verily, You gave Me sight
With You in My burdened life
I feel free, as the Bird in the sky
But drowning in Your thoughts, You are the Nile

Oh! Raihan
I am no king, although You are My Cinderella
I am no Amir, although You are My Ameerah
My Mona Lisa, My Ameerah
You blow Me away, as the wind does the kite
Please answer My call, for You are the light
The dawn of My dark mind

Assalam, Sister in Islam

AAwuroshi'ye empire

The know-how, empty inside
But the feeling, automobile
For We're not the type docile

We're commerce, for We sell as We buy
We seek politics, so like the Police, We murder crime
In this World, all We hunger for is nothing but prime

And the little Doves, We aspire to inspire
For We're AAwuroshi'ye's empire

Thursday, March 12, 2020

My prism

My life was an aberration
Your moral ego is force of attraction

In My recent days, You were a distraction
For We were apart, yet all I could see was Your reflection

My life is a pin, You are a prism
As through You, I am a refraction
Praise be to Thee, for today My life is in a new direction and dimension

Sunday, March 1, 2020

My Specimen

Indeed, my tahajjud paid off 
My solitude disappearing 
My gratitude unending 
Praise be to Thee, for today I am complete

With a humbled Specimen 
Of Attitude charismatic  
And habitude sunnatic 
Her aptitude unparalleled 
She is the amplitude of beauty

What a Specimen! 
Alhamdulillah ala kulli haal

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

We're AAwuroshi'ye

Our humbled background
Our Basketmouth
Our hearts expound
Our personalities compound
Our intellect resound
Our minds astound
 Our Spirits aroused
Our ambitions profound
Our potentials unbound
Our confidence no doubt
Our strength icebound
Our Souls devout

We're AAwuroshi'ye, Sardauna the first

Friday, February 14, 2020

The Pioneer

Blessed be Gombe state university
The ground where My dream met its reality
Where My contests metamorphosed into remarkable conquests
Where My fame transcended all barriers
For in each contest, winning was My souvenir
Wins, first of its kind, I am a Pioneer
But I dedicate these to My Grandfathers, the Giants
I appreciate the support and guidance


Firstly, face of GSU/ Mr campus
Am I going down memory Lane? Yes of course
In that moment, I felt like Malcolm
And like Ali the Boxer, I felt handsome
Then My era as Sardauna, the first
A reign and struggle never to be forgotten
Though to My Parents, it was forbidden
But to the World and indeed the Giants, it was a struggle quite appealing
For it is educating and entertaining


This is Gamji We are talking about
I cannot help but feel proud
Our events colourful, You cannot lower Your gaze
Every function, dignitaries grazed
Oh! It's fun to go down memory lane
Although critics at the time spat hate
Gamji's existence even while i am away, for Me is a reward great

Let the nobility continue to resonate
I am AAwuroshi'ye, the Pioneer

My story

 From an addict and alcoholic To an author and workaholic From Clubber and Dropout  To a Bookworm and being devout  From a ladies' man, ...