I’LL WRITE YOU A LETTER
I’ll write you a letter
Not to remind you of your 5-daily prayers
Or your morning and evening Azkar
But to gist you about the heavy thought that occupied the bulk of my time.
I’ll write you a letter
Not to tell you how long I became an ardent worshipper of Love
But to finally tell you the words I whisper million times to the air
Hoping that one day, just one day
Those cool words would caress your ear like the evening breeze sweeping through a grass field.
I’ll write you a letter
Not just with an ink on paper
But with a mixture of blood and tears
Hoping that they’ll send my hearty request to you;
That I seek to make You and I – US!
And that one day, we could play and dance the “Nā cika buri na” song in our home.
I’ll write you a letter
Not to showcase my feeble knowledge of love and romance
But to connect with your soul so that when you excitedly read this letter
You’d hear my voice solidly pleading my case,
For somewhere in me, I feel the need to kiss your soul.
I’ll write you a letter
Not because I can write one
But because I wanna remind you of how You and I fit like a pair of gloves
And together we’d play a tune that’ll never register a discordant note.
I’ll write you a letter
Not to display the obvious elation that cover my face as I write this
But to tell you how your name is scribbled all around my diary.
And when far from the world I am,
I open each page and whisper your name to God, praying that He makes you mine.
And when I’m done, I place the diary on my chest, imagining it was your hand.
I’ll write you a letter
Not minding others calling me an old-fashioned lover
But to just send you these three words “I LOVE YOU”
After much struggling, I’ve cancelled many words
Just to show how lost I am in your world.
I hope these three words could do the magic!
I’ll write you a letter
Not because people didn’t call me Majnun already.
But for you to come to my rescue before life finishes rendering me useless.
However, if after you came, you found me on my grave;
Just know that, I’ll still be waiting for your reply.
WHEN I’M GONE
When I’m no longer here,
When far from this world I go
Just let me go
Don’t weep thinking of me
Because I’ve the Beloved to meet and the eternal garden to explore.
When I’m no longer here
Be grateful for the beautiful years we spent
During which I gave you my whole
Now is the time for me to travel alone
To leave for a joyfully distant race of no return.
When I’m no longer here
Trust me, we’ll only be separated for a while
So, smile knowing precious memories remain behind;
Lingering love that’s hard to find.
When I’m no longer here
Don’t go to my grave crying
I ain’t there, I am with the Beloved.
He’ll make me the star that shines at night
And the awakening of the birds in the calm morning.
Mohammad Babangida Ibrahim is the guy behind the pseudonym Moustapha Misau. He is a Nigerian poet that grew up traversing the globe through the pages of books. When he is not sorrounded by books, you find him at the gym working out to have a better physique. He has his poems published at williwans.express and an anthology by Young Creative Writers. He can be contacted via +2348060807042 or Moustapha Misau on socials.