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)