Anas Dansalma's Blog

I WISHED I COULD... I wished I could be a Roman knight, With valour of a lion and might, To prance into Sambisa forest, Which cast anguish in my heart, Of a child who dreamt to be artist, Of a peaceful world he desired to paint, Where massacre is impotent to hunt. I wished I could forget that boy's mama Whose stomach was tattered by bullets And her crying baby was a barbeque Grilled by inferno of bundle' woods Hurled onto them by boko-haram terrorists I wished I could be thorny-death, To sting them in their necks, Make them bleed like broken tap, Till their lungs succumb to quietus, And be swept by unforgiven history. Penned by; Anas Ɗansalma 18/2/2020.

LOST LOVE There’s so much that love contains Which myopic are eyes to have seen Skin has never felt its soft massage Which soothes the bulging desires The tongue has never tasted its flavour Except taking the pill of loneliness My ears impaired an’ deafen in silence Only to listen to the emptiness of the nights My face pale to reflect its bright smiles Nor those dimples glowing at your sight show My legs lamed and dragging to move Only to roam the world fumbling for you The hands in vain trying to grasp you And like a warm blanket to wrap my heart Why must i cry a ceaseless cry, When you are the cloth to wipe my tears? Why can’t I stop thinking of you, My dream that turns into dust? Goodbye dear, my love, When shall I see you again? Penned by: Anas M. Ɗansalma 3/9/2019

WHY AM I ALWAYS HAPPY I am always happy with life Not for its worth or my wealth But for the reason I still live Having no grudges of greed Though I may starve myself But what difference will it make For my sake others to be in penury I would rather feed my heart With patient contentment Burying my thousand dreams to God Lifting the weak with my strength And I think, this makes life better. Penned by; Anas Ɗansalma On 4th Febuary, 2019 dansalma.blogspot.com