As desert thirst for water, my heart long for your beauty

As desert thirst for water
my heart long for your beauty
as every prince pray for crown
I’m jealous of your made
oh princess of wonder
Fatimah…oh! Fatimah
Oh rise my talking drum to sing her song
the praise of the beauty that petrified gods
for Fatimah, deities become mortal
for Fatimah, common man walk with sun 
for Fatimah….only my Fatimah
You’ve infected me like plague
I’m on the altar of love slay me
I’m lost without you
I’m born only for you
Fatimah…oh Fatimah
a goddess…my wonder
a beauty…my heart

 Written by Lebile Melt Tosin, Creative Writer at Core Magazine Africa


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I am the Founder and Executive Editor of Core Magazine. I hold a Bachelors Degree in History and International Studies from Bowen University. I am the Author of "DARE TO RESEARCH". I have written and published over 16 Academic Research Articles. I believe in an ideal that all persons irrespective of their race, class or status can influence the society with creative writings and constructive thoughts to the point where they can succeed and develop their skills to seize rare opportunities.

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