THE QUIET PARTS

The stars glide through the night in a celestial ballet.
Galaxies spin the sky in brilliant shades.
Colorful tales from Nebula's pallet,
Cosmic dance, in a stunning display!

Astral jewels orbit, a heavenly stride.
Mysteries whispered in the universe wide.
Endless wonder in each breathtaking sight,
Unveiling the universe's limitless might.

In the serenity of your inner being,
Where the heart and mind are unbound.
Pay heed to the whispers of your spirit.
For in the quiet, truth is found.

Cherish yourself wholeheartedly,
And paint a masterpiece of love.
Embrace the tranquillity and allow it to exist,
For in the quiet, secrets unfold.

Take a moment to breathe, and let peace reign.
Happiness resides in the hush,
So, welcome the quiet, my dear friend.
And feel the calm in your soul!

In quiet whispers, a legend of grace,
Flawless radiance, time can't erase.
A painted masterpiece, colors that entice,
Each hue and shade, love's own design.

Unmasking dreams with every gaze,
Sophistication in every brief step.
A harmonious blend of soul and essence
Flawless beauty, a priceless presence.

"Suddenly, I began to smile again.
Finally, my laughter returned.
Even though it might take a while,
Eventually, I will trust again."

Satin-skinned, crimson beauty,
Delicate to the touch,
Smooth and lustrous,
Silken petals caress the senses.

Its fragrance fills the air,
Ethereal in its beauty,
Dancing with grace,
Tender petals of elegance.

Your hugs and kisses make me feel so blessed,
Your presence in my life is a true gift,
Your innocence and curiosity,
Your courage and strength,

Your intelligence and wit,
Your kindness and compassion,
Your spirit and your heart,
Fill me with so much love and pride,

My son, you are my everything.

Up on a hill where the skies are grey,
A lonesome blue flower swayed and lay,
Its petals wilted, its spirits low,
A melancholic scene for sure.

The bloom, once teeming with vitality,
Unblemished, an azure beauty to see,
Its tired crown now hung so low,
As dewdrops weep and freely flow.

The wind mourns with each and every breath,
As the flower inches closer to its death.
Nevermore to bask in the sun's warm embrace,
Like many, its journey has come to an end.

So, let us mourn this flower blue,
And bid adieu to this beauty, rare and true.
For in its passing, a lesson to be learned,
That beauty fades, but life will carry on.

Amidst the chaos of war and destruction,
Where fear is rampant and blood is shed,
Brave souls stand with unbroken spirit,
As the world around them is decimated.

They face the storm, unbroken and unbowed,
Through the darkest of hours, they stood strong.
Through sorrow and agony, their courage is found,
Guided by their unwavering faith in God.

War's cold touch, can't steal their grace
Standing tall and firm on a sacred base
Deep within them, the power to mend,
Brave souls, unbroken and unbowed to the end.

In the heart of Nigeria lies a city so grand,
Abuja, the capital, so beautiful and so vast.
With towering skyscrapers, and bustling streets,
A vibrant culture, that's sure to meet.

From the green rolling hills to the modern skyline,
Abuja's beauty is a sight so sublime.
A melting pot of culture and rich history,
A city that's filled with so much mystery.

The National Mosque, with its majestic dome,
Is a symbol of faith, and a spiritual home.
The National Stadium, with its grandeur and might,
Is where we come together to cheer and unite.•

From the shopping malls to the food bazaars,
Abuja has it all, with no shortage of stars.
A place where everyone, can find their niche,
A city that's full of life, and never a glitch.

So tick-tock goes the clock, as time keeps on moving,
But in Abuja, life's a journey worth pursuing.
With each step we take, we leave our mark,
And in Abuja, we create a legacy so stark.

Full moon so fair, so bright!
A silver jewel in the sky,
You illuminate the darkest night,
With a warm and gentle light.

Your presence calms my troubled heart.,
With memories of a love far apart,
A dream of peace and solace.
A promise to be united at last.

A traveler's guide a constant friend,
Through every twist and bend,
A reprieve in times of strain,
A loyal companion to the end

Oh moon, my love transient,
I lose myself in your warm embrace.
A soothing relief for every pain
A vision of beauty and grace

A taste of home,
A symbol of our land,
A humble dish,
Comfort in a bowl.

A staple we all love,
Day and night.
Satisfying and nourishing,
Hot or cold.

Laila, night's beauty,
Your beauty is beyond compare,
You embody the night,
Filling my heart with care.

Your eyes are bright like the stars,
Your lips are soft like a rose,
Your heart, so gentle and kind,
Calms my trouble woes.

Laila night's beauty,
Your beauty I cannot deny,
You embody the night,
My love for you will never die.

The prettiest eyes I have ever seen.
In their gaze, my heart's held fast.
From the depth of the oceans unleashed,
Like two sapphires trapped in glass.

Gleaming with true love's eternal sheen,
Of a natural beauty unsurpassed.
The promise of an endless dream,
And a love that's bound to last.

Beneath the moon's sinister glow,
Dark secrets whisper, hidden below.
Shadows dance with a haunting grace,
Unveiling truths in that eerie space.

A twisted tale of night's embrace,
Sinister beauty in every trace.
Mysteries deep, a world within,
Where darkness and enigma begin.

Blessings of love, so sweet and true, My heart is filled with gratitude. Your presence in my life, so dear, A blessing I hold so near. Your love is like a gentle breeze, It fills my heart with joy and ease. Your kind words, so full of grace, Bring me comfort in every place. Your gentle touch, so warm and kind, Makes me feel so safe and fine. Your smile, so bright and full of life, Makes me feel so blessed and alive.

Whispers of legends dwell in the shadows,
Forgotten tales buried in the past.
A bygone era, its brilliance now lost,
Quietly moving through the corridors of time.
Remnants of the past, faint but clear.

Cherished memories, once precious and close,
Sounds of laughter, now distant and hushed.
On the canvas of time, they quietly sketch.
Unspoken tales, dreams cast away,
Echoes of the forgotten, a treasure to unearth.

A feather, light and airy,
A symbol of flight and grace.
But what if it was heavy,
Would it still keep its place?

What if a feather, once so light,
Became a weight too much to bear?
Would it fall from lofty heights,
And sink into the air?

Perhaps it would drift slowly down,
To rest upon the ground.
A thing of beauty, still and proud,
But its flight forever bound.

Yet the feather holds a special power,
For it reminds us that even when life’s burden seems to tower,
We can still find strength within,
And rise above our weight.

For even a feather heavy can still find a way to elevate.
It teaches us to persevere and carry on with all our might.
For heavy is the burden we bear
But our spirit can still take flight.

So let us hold our heads up high,
And face each day with grace.
For though our burdens may be heavy,
We can still find our rightful place.

As we journey through this life,
With its twists and turns and bends,
Let us remember the weight we carry,
Is but a feather in the end.

Ticking clock, don't you ever stop,
Marking the moments as they pass by.
Each second a treasure to be held,
For time is a gift we can't deny.

Tick-tock, the sound echoes in my ear,
As the hours slip away from me.
Life is a journey, a precious gift,
But we can't hold it eternally.

Days pass like whispers in the wind,
As the years melt away like snow.
And in the end, what will remain,
Are the memories we choose to sow.

So let us make the most of time,
And cherish every single day.
For every moment that we waste,
Is a priceless gift thrown away.

Tick-tock, the clock keeps ticking on,
As we journey through life's winding road.
But with each step, we can make our mark,
And leave behind a legacy to behold. Ticking clock, keep ticking away,
For time is a gift we can't ignore.
Let us use every moment we're given,
And make this life worth living for.

Sometimes life is a flowing river, so calm and tranquil.
Other times, it is a stormy sea drowning sailors and their ships.

Sometimes, life is full of laughter, with happiness that overflows.
Other times, it is a lesson, teaching and helping us grow.

A hijab full of grace,
Your beauty is hidden but in its place,
A radiance shines from within,
A light that brightens from your skin.

The beauty that we cannot see,
It's more than what meets the eye to be,
It's the kindness and love that you exude,
That makes your spirit beautiful and renewed.

The hijab, it serves to veil,
A symbol of strength that cannot fail,
For in its embrace, you find your power,
To live with purpose and shine every hour.

Your face, it beams with a light,
That brings joy and peace to the sight,
It's a reflection of your soul's beauty,
A beacon of hope and love for all to see.

So, wear your hijab with pride,
And let your radiance shine inside,
For in your grace, we find our way,
To love and kindness every day.

Travel while you're young, dear friend,
Let your spirit roam and bend,
Explore new lands and sights unseen,
Discover wonders yet to glean.

Experience things you've never known,
Expand your mind, let it be blown,
Embrace the cultures that you find,
Let them leave a mark on your mind.

Taste the foods you've never tried,
Let your palate be your guide,
Feel the wind and let it blow,
Let it take you where you don't know.

Meet new people, make new friends,
Discover how their story blends,
Share your own and let them see,
The beauty of your own journey.

Travel while you're young, my dear,
Don't wait until your path is clear,
For life is fleeting, time is short,
And there's a world of wonder to be sought.

the sun sets on what once was, A feeling of loss settles in. Memories of the past flood the mind, And a sense of sadness begins. But even as the darkness falls, A glimmer of hope appears. For with each passing moment, The dawn of a new day nears. As the sun rises in the east, A sense of happiness grows. Newfound joys and possibilities, A future that overflows. And though the past may still linger, Its hold on us begins to fade. For with each sunrise that we witness, A new life we have made. So, let the sunset be a reminder, Of all that we have lost. But let the sunrise be a beacon, Of all that we have gained at last.