Abubakar Bello
My mistress' eyes are bright like the sun,
It's a false compare, but nothing else to compare.
She's the one, she's the one,
She stole my heart and my Senses fled with her.
Even with great wit, I never could gainsay.
Brother Sadeeq
You gave her the ticket,
To steal it from you,
There's nothing you can do,
Coz Immune she is, as she sits in your throne, but as your queen.
Abubakar Bello
"Decent she dress, a blind man can tell.
Islam she love, what else do I seek?
Her love she offered me, was I selfish to accept?
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no roses see I the like of her cheeks."
Brother Sadeeq
Rose, dahlia, Iris and yes he chose lotus
Yes you! The one with the looks,
Yes you! The one that stole it from him.
Yes you! Go forth, with his support Yes!
Symbolize more purity and harmony, he said Yes! So take it with you. ❤
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