Aminu Musa Good Poems

  • 1.
    I have a friend, i have a friend
    He's not married, but he has a girlfriend
    My friend, is bold and never afraid
    He breaks records, and graduated with good grades
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  • 2.
    The Naira, call it whatever name you like has no tribe or religion. Some spend units of naira per day, others spend millions. Believe to hold (Naira) until you die, and always think like a champion.

    Naira has no enemy. You start holding it, you become some peoples enemy. What's an envy or should i called it a jealousy? Why not wait for your own time to hold it, and dream of travelling to Miami. With your friends, and not forgetting by your side, your mummy.

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  • 3.
    There she comes, the woman of my dreams
    The one i'm hopeful to marry and give kisses to someday, and not only buy her ice cream. One that we would sit together and narrate movies. My one and only girl, whom i always dream of... One that, capturs my heart and takes a way my breath. When we get married, we will remain lovers forever, no break up like Romio and Juliet... till death do us part. You've stole my heart, because of your character, good behaviour and you're not fat. I don’t have wealth, but, after Mummy & dad, you're my best on earth.

    There she comes, the woman of my dreams One that hardly walks with out the Hijab. Never nabbed by security, but Sometimes, love to cover her face with the Nicab. Loves to see herself in the lab, and dislikes local medicine called herbs. One that loves giving gap when ever you talk to her, most times in order to avoid what's illegal in Islam called (haram). She's simple, decent, calm and loves her Religion Islam. Also, one that welcome strangers with Arabic word AsSalam, brother and uncles name Sulaiman. This poem is dedicated to #Mina, the true daughter of Sa'adatu
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  • 4.
    Smokers are liable to die young by Aminu. Smoking is a taboo. Smokers believe that, if they don't get high they don't understand thing. These are not my words, that's their own view. To me, it is not the truth. This message is especially to our #youths .They embrace indian hemp and other drugs as their food. I don't smoke or do yahoo. But, i love watching cartoon. After there brain knock, they end up in the zoo. That's 'psychiatric.' They spoil themselves walking the street with comb. Block their two ears with music 'bomm bomm bomm' listening to Zule zoo. Some of them are dirty, they don't even clean up there room. Real smokers don't argue but rather remain with their crew. Easily influenced by their friends. #Bob Marley, #2pac are old skool. If they get high, music is their tool. Don't copy them please. Bcoz, smoking is not good. Drugs are taken by fools. Look! My brother take time and view? Where they smoke is called jungle. Cover their face with glass if they smoke call gurgle. No smoker can perform in a battle. Bcoz, all they know is cigarrete, weed
    and wine of bottles. Most of them don't like to hustle. They end up begging. Begging sometimes resolve to stealing or fighting, for who is telling them the truth. Get high go far away from people. They don't like seating with people. They run mad and can't take their
    selves to hospital. Leave parents in pain, all they do is pissing and abusing. They don't last but wasting. You ask them to stop smoking, they'll said you're disturbing. They will not stop it, until there brain stop functioning. If they're addicted to smoking, they end up coughing. People see them and start laughing. They sag and love clubbing. Smoker are liars. Funny sometimes, i referred to them
    as comedians. They play with prayers. But, believe in molding weed inside papers. If you don't stop smoking devil is your brother. And, no matter how high you get... Your hands can't never touch the sky
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  • 5.
    Y are we here?
    We're here, becos, we're destined to be here.
    I want to talk about it, but i'm a little bit fearful.
    Sitting out alone receiving fresh air.
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  • 6.
    I was not born under a rhyming planet, those who know and understand me, will tell, i'm a little bit, talkative not quite. I was born in the ghetto, yet, discovered my talent. I give God thanks and glory and my parent too. Cause, without both of them, i wouldn't have been on this planet. I remain by my profession, a Mass Communicator, Television Journalist, Cameraman, and a poet. That is I scribble lines and verse with news values, even holding an eye that See's for the man indoors simply I go place's for you.

    See! I was not born under a rhyming planet, i came from a family of six. Born on the sixth, of the fifth month in the year before nineteen
    hundred. Born with my Two eyes seeing
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  • 7.
    Fight for freedom, not the world.
    Start it young, not when your old.
    When crises is on, you don't feel cold.
    The world has changed, we're now in a crazy world.
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  • 8.
    Democracy or autocracy?
    Democracy not hypocrisy
    Thuggery, injustice, lies, all found in democracy. Ohh! What a lunacy!
    Forgetting God Almighty,
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  • 9.
    The word "Love" is not not an easy path
    It is dangerous, at the same time very important. Do not fear the word dangerous, and think you just can't. However, Don’t You start it, if you don't have a good heart. All professions, practise love, for example Journalism, Medicine, Linguistic Mathematician, etc and not forgetting that of the Art's . I believe, you must have come across a novel named "Things fall apart." by an African, we are He is, Nigerian Chinua Achebe a, peer to our Nobel laureate: Prof. Wale Soyinka.
    Today, most of the ladies fall for the once with cars, dumping the one with none, thinking being broke is forever broke. Getting to
    your destination, you don't need to walk so fast, meanwhile you've to give it time, that's just the fact. Never call your boyfriend a "broke
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Total 9 Good Poems by Aminu Musa

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