Sunday, 31 January 2016
TAMBAYI KANKA by farfesan waka
Abubuwa da yawa kan cikin sauki, sauya fasalin kasantuwar wasu lamuran makamantansu.*Abin Tambaya, me ya sauya jadawalin rayuwarka ko rayuwarki ko ko rayuwarku da yadda ta ke guda da izuwa yanzu?
Idan ko ni ko ku mun iya amsa wannan tambay, to me mu ke yi domin Dora rayuwar taku ko tamu a kan gwadaben cimma gacci ko darewa tudun-mun-tsira?
Friday, 29 January 2016
Tuesday, 26 January 2016
POWER IN IT by farfesan waka
POWER IN IT
Power in it one can not imagine how,
They have tried gun but have been down in bow, Have drawn sword but have been torne and pieced, Competting it on power is battle between Angel and ant,
Lost in thought for piling up the scenarios.
Holding it firmly in the palm, what a luck?
Have never handled a creature that cleared off a lack, It has owned it all power pulls power powerless they are wrapped,
Statue a bit but mystically all admit defeat,
Those who know it better those who respect it's might.
Truelly power in it is more than a power on soil,
That of money is a windy dust blown to cause spoil, That of authority appears fake before the mightier, Muchless of that of knife stupidity of blade and of machineria, Human power is useless if void bit power of it. Sulaiman A Tijjani.
Power in it one can not imagine how,
They have tried gun but have been down in bow, Have drawn sword but have been torne and pieced, Competting it on power is battle between Angel and ant,
Lost in thought for piling up the scenarios.
Holding it firmly in the palm, what a luck?
Have never handled a creature that cleared off a lack, It has owned it all power pulls power powerless they are wrapped,
Statue a bit but mystically all admit defeat,
Those who know it better those who respect it's might.
Truelly power in it is more than a power on soil,
That of money is a windy dust blown to cause spoil, That of authority appears fake before the mightier, Muchless of that of knife stupidity of blade and of machineria, Human power is useless if void bit power of it. Sulaiman A Tijjani.
Sunday, 24 January 2016
POWER IN IT by farfesan waka
POWER IN IT
Power in it one can not imagine how,
They have tried gun but have been down in bow,
Have drawn sword but have been torne and pieced,
Competting it on power is battle between Angel and ant,
Lost in thought for piling up the scenarios.
Holding it firmly in the palm, what a luck?
Have never handled a creature that cleared off a lack,
It has owned it all power pulls power powerless they are wrapped,
Statue a bit but mystically all admit defeat,
Those who know it better those who respect it's might.
Truelly power in it is more than a power on soil,
That of money is a windy dust blown to cause spoil,
That of authority appears fake before the mightier,
Muchless of that of knife stupidity of blade and of machineria,
Human power is useless if void bit power of it.
Sulaiman A Tijjani.
Power in it one can not imagine how,
They have tried gun but have been down in bow,
Have drawn sword but have been torne and pieced,
Competting it on power is battle between Angel and ant,
Lost in thought for piling up the scenarios.
Holding it firmly in the palm, what a luck?
Have never handled a creature that cleared off a lack,
It has owned it all power pulls power powerless they are wrapped,
Statue a bit but mystically all admit defeat,
Those who know it better those who respect it's might.
Truelly power in it is more than a power on soil,
That of money is a windy dust blown to cause spoil,
That of authority appears fake before the mightier,
Muchless of that of knife stupidity of blade and of machineria,
Human power is useless if void bit power of it.
Sulaiman A Tijjani.
Saturday, 23 January 2016
WHO IS FARFESAN WAKA
- WHO IS FARFESAN WAKA?
Sulaiman Faresan Waka, Sulaiman A Tijjani was born in Paki, Ikara local government Kaduna Nigeria. Into the family of Ahmad Tijjani Adam a father to the Sulaiman. Born on December 12th, 1992 in the day of Monday.
Sulaiman Farfesa is based on Hausa at grand and traditional and culturally addicted Hausa musician. As he devoted to writings, art and creativity is a misician cum writer and also into the poetry and drama including prose writing.
Friday, 22 January 2016
The Diamond in My Fence
In it, all is splashed with sprinkles,
What the poor eyes get used to feeding on,
Amidst the fence is the blessed footsteps one discerns on,
Sun admits and before the Diamond kneels.
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Absorbing moralities the Diamond breeds,
Well-cooked Concern connotes the Diamond name,
Dull moments dry away and serene converge in fame,
The Diamond in my fence is the winner for all races.
Sulaiman A. Tijjani.
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