Poetry

"...Laughing at the top of her voice..."

"...our world seeks a love absolute..."

"...You burn without heat..."

"The sky doesn’t break—it surrenders..."

"...morning songs to fill my senses..."

"...they arrive at the morning’s harbor..."

Saadatu Uzairu is a Nigerian writer, poet, leather worker, and farmer from Adamawa State, Nigeria. Saadatu currently resides in Minna, Niger State, where she continues to nurture her creative pursuits, exploring the intersections of art, tech, literature, and agriculture.

"...Discipline is not for every buffoon..."

"...she wears my partial face..."

"...Sold in the market place..."

"...your laurels coruscate..."

"... I'm falling fast into loamy soil..."

"...bull has your back Pamplona..."

"... I feel bad for both of them..."

"...a turn or counterturn just to shock..."

"...how will you pick the best one?..."

"...She was looking out through the window..."

"...Human, you have your honey..."

"...a network of pain interlinked..."

"...men—reaching, grabbing melons, tossing them ..."

"... the eager audience must wait..."

"...Bruce Lee said, “Don’t think! Feel!”..."

"Apparently, Schrödinger’s cat..."

"...you are abundant with luxury..."

"...Time and tide are turning..."

"...Hunting like I used to in my younger days..."

"...We won’t meet again..."

"...honeycombs are staple in a honeyguide’s diet..."

"...Freddie Mercury proves ghosts are real..."

"...it is the beach..."