Wednesday, March 1, 2017

SALABIU NURH AKANNI

SALABIU NURH AKANNI

ÀDÙKÉ MI È É SE?
(A filament of hope for a depress barren)

Àdùké mì
Omo bi àní, àsì bèère
Omo tèmí-tómì ló pónmilé.
Èése? ti o sii dàké róró

Aduke!
I wish I could feel the saturated silence
That have raped the innocence
of your innocuous heart

Àdùké mì
Eléyinju egé mi
Afiwà sewà..... yèye oge.
Èése? ti o sii dàké róró
Tómi le ròrò lojú re.

Aduke!
I wish I could feel the coldness of your emaciated tears
To kindly lift you up above all emotional stairs
And walk by your side as your pearl

Àdùké mì
Omo aférinpani - bí - otí
Omo a dun ni nínú bi ojó rere
Èése? ti èrin fi wán ni ojú re

Aduke!
I wish I could feel the pain of your eloquent silence
That have made you retained from all sort of violence
And rewarded you with the license to divine providence

Àdùké mì
Omo Àsàke Ojúbaniré
Òsun bùnmi
Èése? Irònú yi ò wa pójù

Aduke!
I wish I could the feel the heat from your atrium
That have cap your elongated thought like that of the mushroom
Which have hid your pride in an enclosed sanctum

Àdùké mì
Afínjú bi eyelé
Eyelé kìí gbé ìgbé
Mímo re tóní láàrín elegbéère
Omo olóde, Ògúnjimí ni ilé alárá

Aduke
It won't be long
I just pray you will be strong
To carry on
Before the angles beckon

Àdùké mì
Gbé orí si òké
Kí o wo ojúmi
Adúké, má kèémó
Óósà òkè á tó gbèjà re jà.

SALABIU NURH AKANNI
RATIONAL
29-12-15©







AFEFE IRE
(THE BREEZE OF FORTUNE)

Afefe Ire !
When the breeze of fortune
touches your heart
Your perception informs reality
And your dreams become an ostentatious entity
Then, your laborious attitude
Will move from certitude to exactitude !

Afefe Ire!
When the breeze of fortune
touches your heart
You will elevate from the science of 'ion'
To the component of success called icon
Then, all the your hot burden of worries become cool
Without utilizing a product of Thermocool !

Afefe Ire!
When the breeze of fortune
Touches your heart
You will forget your lugubrious story
And all you will share is the witty glory!

By Salabiu Nurh Akanni
RATIONAL
12-12-16©







THE BEST DELICACY

There is no delicacy like that
That comes out from one's mother titty!
To welcome one to life
In a feast of tears and smile

There is no delicacy like that
That comes out from one's mother  titty!
That is neither cooked in any kitchen
Nor served by any professional chef of high rank

There is no delicacy like that
That comes out from one's mother titty!
That is serve in the best of position
Resting in the hands of one's natural carrier
Elbow rooming with ego and pride
Staring at her “Aphroditing” eyes
As the maternal bond strengthen tight

There is no delicacy like that
That comes out from one's mother titty!
That's neither too tick nor watery
Neither too sugary nor salty
Neither too peppery nor tasty

There is no delicacy like that
That comes out from one's mother titty!
Prorata to the physical, mental,
psychological and spiritual potential combination
Essential for one's healthy growth to cope
In the battle of survival called life..

There is no delicacy like that
That comes out from one's mother titty!
Which requires no cutlery to take
Nor washing of one's hand before or after taken

The is no delicacy like that
That comes out from one's mother titty!
To answer one's clarion call of hunger
To prevent anger of one's infant tears...

I wish I could roll back time,
Age, days and years to go back
And enjoy the best delicacy!

SALABIU NURH AKANNI
RATIONAL
2016©

*itty~ woman's breast
*Aphrodite~ goddess of beauty and love (Greek mythology)
*Prorata~ proportional, according to proportional rate (Latin)






1 comment :

  1. Thank you for this privilege... I am most grateful

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