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Monday 21 July 2025

Our Brain Child.


Let these verses shine a light on our brain child .

Awakener of dead souls,

Applause echoing through our ignorance,

From some bright corner of paradise.


In your shadow, we find a growing rose.

Our feelings drift far away,

Yet return, just seeking one word: "Thanks."


They once wandered in silence and fear,

But were drawn back near —

By the voice of our brain child.

And so our souls uplift the lands of writing.


Behold — a day once spent

With no clear path upon us.

When we barely knew the bounds of “7 and R,”

But today, smiles bloom on our faces,

Grateful to offer a gamut of thanks.


Ha! It’s a bitter truth to speak:

Out of the schools,

I could perfectly pick Ansarul as husband —

While the rest chase the halls of wife.


Not only does the world applaud your wisdom,

But the minds you've nurtured long to be robed in Baron.


In our hearts, knowledge dwells.

In our minds, understanding finds its place.

The blood in our veins flows like Aristotle and Shakespeare.

The words in our mouths are tinted with Soyinka.


Till infinity, Baron, thou shall be revered —

And brains shall bow in eternal homage.

    



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Abdulsomad philoMATH
Monday 21 July 2025

“SUNRISE OF MY PEACE”

I see the stars in your eyes,

Shining like golden diamonds through days.

In your love, truth urges my heart to confess.

You are mine, my soul.


Your voice sings melodies to my spirit,

Carving unforgettable memories.

Till infinity, you shall be matter.


Peace, I'm choosing over you,

Yet the moon bears witness

To the love I carry for you.

And stars light my skies, rising and falling,

Nourishing the garden of my heart

For you—like moonlight flooding our spirits,

Soft and eternal,

You are my sunrise of peace.



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Abdulsomad philoMATH
Monday 2 June 2025

INEVITABILITY OF DEATH

Hmm... what a life?

It struck us hard and concluded

Mere vanity upon it.

When the free and bold pass, waving beloved behind,

When the great tree falls,

When our Dr. Hadi was quietly slipped to the house of rest.


I can't say Dr. Hadi died—

But that he's away, till we meet again.

Yet tears flood as though a star has fallen.


Death! You have no human feelings.

You entered without a word,

And all you could do was taken our beloved Atanda—

Leaving Elewusayan's family in haunting silence,

And educationists in a sorrowful reflection.


Death, where is your victory?

Coward—you are!


Dr. Hadi Moshood Atanda, your passing

Is a wound in our hearts.

I pray paradise embraces you.

May you queue behind our Noble Leader.



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Abdulsomad philoMATH
Friday 9 May 2025

Let Us Beseech the Throne


Let us beseech the throne with golden eyes,

In search of proud and perfect traits

To mend the hollowed seat of power.

He shall compass us with justice’s revolution.


Our souls uplift the waiting lands,

We come to cast our noble choice,

In sacred trust we raise our voice—

To break the tyrant’s binding chains.


In Greece, the people once implored

A ruler wise, with blessings stored.

Yet democracy arose and stood,

Where lawlessness was once the flood.


Through wisdom’s work, the people rise

To shape the fate of governing ties.

A leader leads as fathers do,

The people follow, strong and true.


Sovereignty becomes the state,

And power, spread among the great—

The organs of the nation’s frame,

Where law and justice bear no shame.

      




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Abdulsomad philoMATH
Thursday 17 April 2025

Echoes of Truth

Sit down, and peruse your mind.

No lie—people lie, even against your wishes.

When you make it, you make your choice.

Even I was startled…

Have these days truly washed away from yours?


Alas! It is only a lie you tell.

Just once—peruse it—

It dies in the warmth of your inspiration.

Once, once! That’s all it takes—

A touch of remembrance is what

you need.



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Abdulsomad philoMATH
Monday 7 April 2025

THE POWERFUL NIGHT[LAILATUL QODRI]

Make hay and haste to seek the night,

To beseech Him (Allah) in His might.

He alone can change all things,

But most of all in this Decree Night.


I wit of your incomparable spirit,

Better than eighty-three years,

Four months more—I witness it!


I gaze blindly yet keep peering,

Knowing well your time is nearing.

Last ten nights, the holiest phase,

Your presence veiled in mystic haze.


Oh, bathe us in your boundless grace,

Make us among the blessed race.




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Abdulsomad philoMATH
Monday 7 April 2025

THE MIGHTIER PEN

I wonder of your reflection.

Not you can voice like bees,

Yet is reflecting my intention.

I need to dance my hands,

And enjoy your vital roles

To expose my incumbent scripts.


I came to sense, you are mightier than 

swords.

A pertinent compass erudition 

Accommodates light to flow in our veins.

Forever, thou are the Baron and we shall bow!!!!



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Abdulsomad philoMATH
Tuesday 25 March 2025

The Three-third of Ramadan

The Three-Thirds of Ramadan


This journey seems to wear a robe of difficult yet simple attire, Even as we uphold it in our minds to admire. Sometimes, we wish the weather made a continual Movement—yet two-thirds have passed, In the peaceful conflict of our waists.


Now, the three-third begins, In the natural history of Islam, And we pray for the acceptability of our actions.



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