Imagination is far beyond hallucination in our nation mention but a few corruption and no correction. Meditation is a medication and manipulation of creative thinking but we are not ringing and pinging to the call and chat of nature. There are punctures with no posture in our intentions that is in detention and no retention of information. We have ability with no suitability and less eligibility. Creativity without clarity and continuity. Youth got no edge though we have head and legs but have no pledge. The future is crying as the hope has faded away before its arrival. The country is too feeble, our leaders has fumbled and tumbled because they stumbled and they are crumpled. Our country need help, we need rep
Niyot
A sacred beauty Maiden of unique quality.. The ocean of wonder Magically drowning men into a blunder Tenderly innocent She's awesomely magnificent Within her closed lips Enclosed resonant quips Oh the goddess of love Calmly looking hot Her cheek, soft like butter Her smile makes frown creatively murdered In her angelic voice Lies a command with poise.. She's a perfect distraction A route of absolute satisfaction. The wave of soothing ambiance That casts boredom into abeyance.. In her soft language of love credence outrightly billows Elegant beyond the northern walls Her smile is my clarion call.. Oh! my beloved sister, A classic rose in the summer. Olawale Abdulsalam
