Best Poem of Habib A. Zakari

Friend
My friend to me you are a route
The path I count on in mazes of foes
My friend you are eyes in my head's rear
Your sight is my vision where mine sees not
Friend on river life you my Boat
You are the paddle I count on for a gear

In your hands lies my trust
If the intent of its exploit creeps your . . .
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Loves
Many a times it start like a river
It flows and flows
Through a channel that we can’t chose

At time it never live but die and die
Like a seed planted in desert land

At time it takes us farther and farther
Like the growth of plant on humus land

Its journey flow in our heart
Its p . . .
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