By Sama’ila Yunusa DanMairo
Under emotive thoughtful of you I think
In an ill-prepared time,
And an ill-time for tryst I enforce.
Ill-humour sometimes with me tarry,
Your smiling milky face,
Shy in my eye, heart I ruminate.
What worthy refraining from you can be?
But our communion,
May make love-hate free.
Never be unthankful to me,
Nor forgetful of fair-minded Yunusa,
Whom you warmly reasonably received.
Poor my wordings may be,
Fair irresistible creature of the Most High,
Perceive my speech I speak sincerely.
Commend my vegetative love, groovy lady.
Though you never mouthed-love me,
But my fonder love grows injectedly as flower.