love only grows
on the soil of heart
where it can stretch
its scent freely and wide
to reach every corner
that knows of blood
it has a fragrance
which can soak all walls
this allows it to leak
into the outside world
hence a smell
from only few points
without a doubt
is not from true love
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on the soil of heart
where it can stretch
its scent freely and wide
to reach every corner
that knows of blood
it has a fragrance
which can soak all walls
this allows it to leak
into the outside world
hence a smell
from only few points
without a doubt
is not from true love
#review
#AhmadMusa
will a block be laid
before the end of time
if clearing the site
has lasted till date
and to fulfill the dream
our ancestors had
the site must taste
diggers and spades
perhaps no generation
will see the first block
to be used
in the building of science
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before the end of time
if clearing the site
has lasted till date
and to fulfill the dream
our ancestors had
the site must taste
diggers and spades
perhaps no generation
will see the first block
to be used
in the building of science
#AhmadMusa #review #poem
The future is deaf and blind
it doesn't see or hear
screams and tears
tomorrow is mute and unfeeling
it won't utter
any consoling word
later is weak and helpless
it can't rid
the thorn in its hand
What path is left
for the troubled, to affect
the cause of fear?
The route walked
by Yunus - who left
a whale's tum, alive
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it doesn't see or hear
screams and tears
tomorrow is mute and unfeeling
it won't utter
any consoling word
later is weak and helpless
it can't rid
the thorn in its hand
What path is left
for the troubled, to affect
the cause of fear?
The route walked
by Yunus - who left
a whale's tum, alive
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Northern Nigeria
The green north
is sinking into blood
Its land disappearing
and replaced by graves
Its calm air
has been exiled
leaving fear
for people to breath
Rivers of migrants
flow non-stop
below the fierce sun
and heavy night
Wild humans -
a savage specie -
made homelessness better
than staying at home.
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The green north
is sinking into blood
Its land disappearing
and replaced by graves
Its calm air
has been exiled
leaving fear
for people to breath
Rivers of migrants
flow non-stop
below the fierce sun
and heavy night
Wild humans -
a savage specie -
made homelessness better
than staying at home.
#AhmadMusa #review #poem
In the womb
a lifeless creature
is confined
In the soil
a lifeless creature
is buried
In the grave
a lifeless creature
is entombed
In the end
a living creature
is born
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a lifeless creature
is confined
In the soil
a lifeless creature
is buried
In the grave
a lifeless creature
is entombed
In the end
a living creature
is born
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The day
man shall stand
before the Master
Stripped
of clothes and titles.
From womb
or tomb
humans are weak
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man shall stand
before the Master
Stripped
of clothes and titles.
From womb
or tomb
humans are weak
#AhmadMusa #review #poem
It's summer in the north
Yet the land is muddy,
From tears of sorrow
Raining season had left for long
Yet the sky isn't silent
The screams are deafening
Fear, despair and grief
Has petrified people
Into walking clouds
O Lord, we admit our sins
Grace us with peace
You are the Oft-Forgiving
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Yet the land is muddy,
From tears of sorrow
Raining season had left for long
Yet the sky isn't silent
The screams are deafening
Fear, despair and grief
Has petrified people
Into walking clouds
O Lord, we admit our sins
Grace us with peace
You are the Oft-Forgiving
#poem #review #AhmadMusa
Sighs
How many starved and became bones
to make the wall this hard
How many aged and turned drooped
to keep the roof this high
How many died and were buried
for the floor to be this wide
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How many starved and became bones
to make the wall this hard
How many aged and turned drooped
to keep the roof this high
How many died and were buried
for the floor to be this wide
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What's below luxurious life
So dreadful?
That its thought could char
Even the wet heart.
And make it willing to raise floors
Through burying its fellows.
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So dreadful?
That its thought could char
Even the wet heart.
And make it willing to raise floors
Through burying its fellows.
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with the flame of desire
it's hard to remain still
but no amount can char
the thin fabric beneath
yet it drives many
toward the flame of hell
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it's hard to remain still
but no amount can char
the thin fabric beneath
yet it drives many
toward the flame of hell
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His grip on the pen have loosen
Its fall on the pages has filled the room
A sight of the strong that once stood proud
Lying on flat abandoned by the poet
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Its fall on the pages has filled the room
A sight of the strong that once stood proud
Lying on flat abandoned by the poet
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Our speech is not understood
By those who rule.
Like creatures in a zoo
But here, predators can roam
We keep yelling for help
Yet raised grounds continue to grow
Some killed by thirst, hunger and
Some by the humanoid beasts.
Are we still humans to them
Or is it our fantasy?
Or is it our screams that isn't enough
To gain their attention.
#review
#poem
#AhmadMusa
By those who rule.
Like creatures in a zoo
But here, predators can roam
We keep yelling for help
Yet raised grounds continue to grow
Some killed by thirst, hunger and
Some by the humanoid beasts.
Are we still humans to them
Or is it our fantasy?
Or is it our screams that isn't enough
To gain their attention.
#review
#poem
#AhmadMusa
Armed Forces
They are our brothers and sisters
Who gave up their freedom
So that ours can grow
They are our fathers and mothers
Who left their homes
So that families can live
They are our friends, our fellow humans
Who sacrificed their souls
To wall and limit the blasts
Which could have consumed us all.
They witness the souls of their comrades
Dimming, until only a corpse is left
They see the bodies of their companions
Shattering, until no bone to entomb
Yet except for the bright uniform hanging
Behind them, their melting front
Remains hidden from us
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They are our brothers and sisters
Who gave up their freedom
So that ours can grow
They are our fathers and mothers
Who left their homes
So that families can live
They are our friends, our fellow humans
Who sacrificed their souls
To wall and limit the blasts
Which could have consumed us all.
They witness the souls of their comrades
Dimming, until only a corpse is left
They see the bodies of their companions
Shattering, until no bone to entomb
Yet except for the bright uniform hanging
Behind them, their melting front
Remains hidden from us
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Come to success!
Come to success!
The call has been made
It's time to join the row
And grow the line of hearts
That falls and rises together
In hope of achieving success
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Come to success!
The call has been made
It's time to join the row
And grow the line of hearts
That falls and rises together
In hope of achieving success
#review #poem #AhmadMusa
When you have no fear
To shout at the top of your voice
When you have no fear
To leave a trace on the path you walk
Because you have the feeling
That nobody will come to look for you
Because you have the feeling
That no one will care to listen to you
And you feel your passage
Not causing any change in those around
The feeling of being a ghost
Deepens, you feel like not being part of the world
You feel like you alone
Are able, to feel that you exist
Then later you realize
That lonelines has always been there for you
Your friendship strengthens
And later you begin to hate the world
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To shout at the top of your voice
When you have no fear
To leave a trace on the path you walk
Because you have the feeling
That nobody will come to look for you
Because you have the feeling
That no one will care to listen to you
And you feel your passage
Not causing any change in those around
The feeling of being a ghost
Deepens, you feel like not being part of the world
You feel like you alone
Are able, to feel that you exist
Then later you realize
That lonelines has always been there for you
Your friendship strengthens
And later you begin to hate the world
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Money!!!
When do we take their handshakes
And when should we flee?
From them that look harmless
Like smiling little babes.
With their charming appearance
That can easily attract the heart
And cause it to walk out
To leave its owner behind.
Unless we feel too poor
To dread any thief but a snatcher of life
Then we can't just shake anyone
If our good characters still matters to us.
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When do we take their handshakes
And when should we flee?
From them that look harmless
Like smiling little babes.
With their charming appearance
That can easily attract the heart
And cause it to walk out
To leave its owner behind.
Unless we feel too poor
To dread any thief but a snatcher of life
Then we can't just shake anyone
If our good characters still matters to us.
#review #AhmadMusa #poem
Nigeria Independence Celebration
They said "call it the joyful day"
But why not instead the starry night?
With the few well fed stars
That glowed in peace
And the gloomy smoke
Which was filled with cries -
As eyes of the masses
Melted in sorrow,
Their stomachs grumbled of hunger
And had their hearts
Encaged with terror -
Shouldn't it be the night of mourning?
Where leaders express
Regrets
Over their failures.
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They said "call it the joyful day"
But why not instead the starry night?
With the few well fed stars
That glowed in peace
And the gloomy smoke
Which was filled with cries -
As eyes of the masses
Melted in sorrow,
Their stomachs grumbled of hunger
And had their hearts
Encaged with terror -
Shouldn't it be the night of mourning?
Where leaders express
Regrets
Over their failures.
#review #AhmadMusa #poem
The sound of rain echoed,
And cracks
Began to spread
Through the lifeless land.
Creatures that were thought
To have gone forever
Appeared, rising to their feet;
Their leaves, branches and flowers
Were emerging like their decay
Was a type of hiding.
And their display
Of the fading greenland
Was a facade, not the end of life.
#poem #review #AhmadMusa
And cracks
Began to spread
Through the lifeless land.
Creatures that were thought
To have gone forever
Appeared, rising to their feet;
Their leaves, branches and flowers
Were emerging like their decay
Was a type of hiding.
And their display
Of the fading greenland
Was a facade, not the end of life.
#poem #review #AhmadMusa
A disbeliever
Has over his eyelid another lid
Made of death,
Beyond which he sees nothing
But an endless darkness -
Like the one behind a closed eye.
Hence when warned of that
Which stands right before his nose
That is able to burn his foot
On taking another step
He tilts his head back
And his chest swells with pride
Feeling proud of his state
Of being blind
Of 'is inability to see the surroundin'
Behind death.
Should he heed the call
And be cured
He too would see
The purpose of life:
To climb back home -
The Garden of Eternity.
#poem
#review
#AhmadMusa
Has over his eyelid another lid
Made of death,
Beyond which he sees nothing
But an endless darkness -
Like the one behind a closed eye.
Hence when warned of that
Which stands right before his nose
That is able to burn his foot
On taking another step
He tilts his head back
And his chest swells with pride
Feeling proud of his state
Of being blind
Of 'is inability to see the surroundin'
Behind death.
Should he heed the call
And be cured
He too would see
The purpose of life:
To climb back home -
The Garden of Eternity.
#poem
#review
#AhmadMusa