Dedicated to Maryam Yaseerat Sulaiman I dived into the sea of metaphors with your love serving as my life Jacket as I dive deeper into the depeest part of the sea of allegories. I whispered your name to the Mermaids of oxymoron and the strongest Witches of personification as they duff thier hats and saluted with assonance. I walked to the Queen of Onomatopoeia beneath the sea and ejected her from the throne of irony she was seated on to inscribe your name with hyperbole of ectasies. I decorated your kingdom with stunning-hyperbole of ectasies, perfumed her with oxymoron of perfumes and painted her avidly-with the synecdoche of the most beautiful colours. ©Aboo Salmarh. Benue, Nigeria.
Dedicated to Maryam Yaseerat Sulaiman I shall sit on the sofa of love to inject into my blood stream your love from dawn to dusk. I shall tell them I'm a love bard who has no control over his pen, when it comes to your love my pen scribbles your name without command! I shall decorate my soul with henna of your love and scribble all over my avid soul and body avidly your name" MARYAM-YASEERAT" I shall tell them it's too late to surrender or retreat your love; I'm a Sickler of love, my red blood cells are filled with sicklemia of your love and I'm battling sickle-cell anemia of love. ©Aboo Salmarh. Benue, Nigeria.