LOVE

 LOVE

Unknown Couple Consort To Fill A Orifice,
That Electromagnetic Egnite When You Passed Across,
That Thing Has  Name In My L2,
Is LOVE.


Hurnting The Area Day And Night,
When Thee Toast Her Your Legs Breezed,
Your Blood Ripples And Turn Torrent,
"I LOVE YOU !" As Unheroic As You Are. 


"Never Judge A Book By It Cover",
It's Priceless When It's Dinkum,
When Web Is Verged, Heart Beats Together.
Ping and Pingings Kept Muted,
Flood Of Tears In Anticipation. 


"Love Is Blind As They Said",
Regardless Of Raven Dark Or Grey,
When Repudiate To A Pauper It's Fake,
Expel Thyself From Heart Break.


I Want To View Your Face Once Again,
Under The Same Roof Or Shade,
To Fulfill My Promises That I Take,
Filling The Water Pail At Your Waist. 


Usman Ahmad Murtala.
27/5/2017

DUSTY BUNNY

DUSTY BUNNY

The cold wind and dust bunny,
The smell of unripe lemon,
The flying leaves from the mother tree,
The dimmed sun of the sky sufface,
The short visual distance.

I want test your cold,
And embrace my feeling,
On my bed,
I Locked the window and
Freeze for a moment.

The best season of skin shine,
Injected by fruit through a kisser,
Water melon and orange,
That glows my skin from the distance.

Oh ! Harmattan season,
Come fast and faster,
Next month or this week,
To walk alone in the island
Of joy and plastic smile.

Usman Ahmad Murtala.
13/10/2017

EXCEPTIONALS

EXCEPTIONALS

Here at the lesson sleepy many,
The pedagogue was smattering,
Speaking alone into audience,
Sans examples and philosophy.

How interactive was he ?
Soliloquizing as teaching,
Thoroughly he reads again and again,
Sans examples and psychology.

How qualify he is ?
Class sorting is ardouos,
Coming and going like hanging shirt,
Sans examples and sociology.

I salute my education teachers,
The techniques and methods is cultivated,
Transfuse knowlegde as they wish,
The demonstration and class hush,
Cracking joke with the students,
I graduate with proudly grade.

Usman Ahmad Murtala.
2/11/2017

ATM

ATM

Automated teller machine,
Stingiless as it is,
Ask always it vomits,
The non face deposite.

Countersign,
The queue at entrace,
Payment, recharge card
And transfer.

To me as AT machine,
The queue at my kioks,
Waiting to withdraw,
Begger and remaining change.

My card i love,
Use it in England, Germany
And Trinidad, i withdraw
Alot to build mosque.

Ahmad Murtala

MY UNIVERSITY

MY UNIVERSITY

My University, Primus Interpares,
The Teeny And The Whacky,
Many Prospect Admire To Be Admited,
But Repudiated the Appanage,
Where I Learned How To Write A Poem.

"Is That Primus Interpares Student ?
Can't Even Communicate In L2",
First Question Comes To Mind Is Always College,
When Seen A Learner Set To School.

"Little Little As Their Teachers",
But With Million Of Phrases And Explanation.
Cracking Jokes With The Students,
Like A Child With His Granny,
A Fresh Pair Of Eyes,
Hundred Over Hundred As You Get,
But Unintended Credit Of Lugage If You Get.

Answer To Their Question Is Withdrawn Student,
To Confirm This, Come To Religious Department,
Talkless Of Bonafide Student From The Father Of Faculties,
Merged With Mother Of Departments,
Where Unriped Student Write A Poems,
Taught By Alleged Smallest Lecturers.

I Love My Pedagogues For Their Stands,
I Love To Be With Them For Their Help,
That Fresh Pair Of Eyes Is Always Needed,
In All Our Academic Endeavour As Our Parents, 
To Graduate With Best Mirror.

Usman Ahmad Murtala
June 2017