Hassan Abubakar olamilekan
Hassan Abubakar Olamilekan, was born in Ilorin, Kwara State, on July 9,2002.
He went to Ansarul Isam Nursery and Primary School and graduated in 2015.
He also went to Okelele Secondary School and graduated in 2021.
He begin writing at age of 19, that was early of January,2021.
He was inspired by one of his friends, Musa.
Hassan has written a lot of poems.
He love everything about poetry,
He writing with passion,
He found his solace in poetry.
His pen, his condolence.
His Pen's name is Mystery PEN ??
That is little about him.
Member Since: 1 year ago
#Poetry #NirclePoetryCommunity #nigerianpoetsStories My Mama Mama is the perfecto gift From God to us, The happiest sorrowful soul, Nursing her children in teary smile. My mama, The body of priceless heart, The surplus rain in my dry season, The ceaseless cascade in my empty bucket, The Weddell sea with overflow of care. My mama, The drop-dead and bunny being, The euphoric castle of my life, The ecstatic mansion of my achievement, The gargantuan wall of my mistake. My mama, Upon me, she ...
#Poetry #NirclePoetryCommunity #nigerianpoetsStories Broken Courage. The courage I have been Watering like a bush plant, Storms of phobia scattered It along the trumpet of death. Like a mountain and hill, I stand firmly and sturdy, But now, I lost my Lion's heart To the hand of mischievous incident. She is has been my courage And my hope since birth, But not anymore, because Her life had been taken care of. I cried along the hooting of owl, Dance to the rhythm of dirge Of motherless n...
#Poetry. #NirclePoetryCommunity #nigerianpoetsStories Dark Hours Our eyes were covered, With webs of deceits. Where our voices lost their voice, To the handsof two-faced souls. And our ears, were muddled, with sweetest lies. On our neck, tied, the enormous chain. Like cattle, we were pushing, to move. Our harvesting, were going to them. And we,In the hell, working, like no tomorrow. Strangers, we became, in our own made nest. Like a baby sloth, we were walking, On our own sand. And our ...
