Friday, October 26, 2012

The Poor

This poem is dedicated to the hopless paupers living in endless penury and tyranny of their counterparts.

Composed: Thu 25 Oct. At 11:50 AM

I see him with sunken eyes
Sunk in a flowing ocean of desperation
Befriending frustration and agony
Exposed in between thunder and lightning,
Brooding over the next hour's meal.

 Living in a dark deadly dungeon
Contained therein blood-suckers
With stinging and poisonous beasts
Stinging and sucking through his veins;
Trippled tribulations like a cripple tripping and falling with no foothold,
Like a ripple in water, uncertain,
Going no further on its path
Like Mars revolving on its axis,
I see the poor exiles from his burrow
After digging it for ages, then the tyrant comes and eject him at once, swapping him for endless jungles
I see the poor with broken bedrock, yearning for a cloth to cover his nude,
Behind his defeat by the vicious right-winger;

I see him, deprived of the pen and ink, then told of paper being hazardous to his afflicted lenses.
Placing anatomy in anachronistic form

He lays the binding blocks of pyramid,
But another comes and sit on the pinnacle
The founder below, the settler on top,
Oh! The poor, when will you be freed?

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Congratulatory Poem (for Umar Sa'I'd T/Wada)

Umar Sa'idu Tudun wada is the successor of late Umar Dutse Mohd, the General Manager of Freedom Radio, Kano. He was installed few days after Dutse's departure. This poem was composed by the advice of Kabiru Musa Jammaje as the case of the other poem I composed on the death of Dutse, Condolence, which is an elegy discribing the moral qualities he possessed and how his loss would be in his post-era. I have hinted through this itroduction so that the reader will find the inseparable link between the two related poems namely: CONDOLENCE and CONGRATULATORY POEM. May his soul rest in peace. The poem reads thus:


I know not how I should dictate
My pleasure in this long awaited day;
Waiting in suspense of its approach.
I know not how I could say
My triumph in seeing this day.

Many days have gone in passion and hope,
But this one seems as better as before.
Promotion denotes expertise and proficiency,
To a new world better than the old.
It is like being out of bondage;
And a recovery from the previous pains.

It is being in the progressive life,
The opposite being retrogressive one.
Oh! You present crew;
Wake up from your deep sleep
And imitate what you colleague fought
For becoming who he is now.

The sun and the moon today merge,
Jubilating friendly with smile.
The stars have nothing but to follow;
Cheering and rejoicing without dislike.

The most lovable post is the progressive one,
Never walking slowly like a chameleon or going back.
So your post be as faster as wind,
That never refers back to what she destroyed.

There are such devils who your post despise,
Ignore them and pray day and night.
For your weapons are Almighty's ones.
Let them perish by your sophisticated arms.

UST, my advice is that:
Footsteps of DM you follow,
Tolerant, humble and sincere man,
Genius and capable he proved.
Tirelessly all these should be.
Till death does what she does.

Never let any obstacle win over you,
Smash them and let them be history.
For the crew: let you all co-operate,
Let the obedience and sincerity be your friends.

Lastly, to you UST I pray,
Faithfully and peacefully you serve
The Freedom Radio and your Lord.
Until blissful promotion is blessed,
In your grave and in paradise.
Now victorious you are!

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Silent Love

6th August, 2008

What is our bond, 
Friendship or love? 
If it's one, then the type;
Verbally or on face. 

Silent love shoulb be silenced

For we're lost
In the black bush of
Blame and stray.

Silent love should be silenced

We better tell
Our hidden views
Or we lose out 
All ourselves.

Silent love should be silenced

Is it matrimonial, 
Platonic or agape?
Say it or we lose 
Ourselves in life.

Silent love should be silenced

If my request is annoying,
Disregarded or avoided, 
Then I must silence the silent love.



Let me invite you
To my good and beautiful view.
For myself and for you,
To live my life with you.

If it is fine, say yes,
To my request not something else.
For we'll reach our alliance
In the real matrimonial means.

I say my love for you,
Filled the stomach reaching the gullet;
Passing the mouth to vomit;
Telling the world I and you.

The love I do for you,
Is like the love which you do
To your mum or I do
More than her in view.

Now I will not fear
In saying what I care.
Because I love you my dear,
And I invite you in cheer.

Friday, October 5, 2012

CONDOLENCE (an elegy to Umar Dutse Mohd)

Oh death! You come and go,
Like taking away the electric light.
As life is tasted, you are tasted.
Death, you are a natural creature.
Death, you are an inevitable affair.
You snatch souls unawares.
We live and die, the end is you.

The river in my eyes flooded
To extinguish the fire blazing on my face
Whose cause was the death of my patron.
Alas! The flooding river can no more
Kill that flaming fire
Killing it is Almighty's will.

Gone you are, oh! My mentor
To return-never eternal abode.
Gone you are, to the real life;
Gone you are, to the possible world.
Now, help I can't but to pray
To your amicable and dedicated soul.

Your good works have really won
The trial and the result of your worldly stay.
Patient, tolerant, generous, and lenient you were.
Philanthropist and above all trustworthy,
Oh! My counsellor, fantastic encounter with your Lord I wish.
And all your errors be wiped,
Then forgiven by the Lord of the universe.

In everlasting peace and blissful garden shall you be.
With your wife, children, relatives and all.
Your good deeds would ever be recalled.
Now, the fire burning my face is dead.
By these comforting verses:
That every man shall be dead:

"Whosoever is on earth will perish
And the face of your Lord full of majesty
And honour forever remains, and:
Everyone shall taste death
Then be rewarded on what he did."
And everyone would reap what he sown.
May your good acts be rewarded for you.
May Umar's soul be in peaceful peace.

Beware of Campus Marauders

20th May, 2008

May I not abandon this?
After being attested thrice.
Reasoning I shall make on
Yearning to be free from marauder.
A new way hasn't been yet
Mentioned to lovers and foes.

Alas! Confidential it remains.
Melancholic it would be,
In fact, when exposed.
New way I must conceal,
Unless such things are shunned.

Unsteady on my feet I stand
Moveless backward and forward.
Adamant is my mind till
Rough guys are barred.

Hush! My regard is that:
Unique you should be,
Zeal now you add.
Abysmal guys are more;
In the campus, you know?
Finally to you I appeal,
Anti-serious students you leave!

Serious minds you link,
Anyone not one.
Never mind those parasites,
Infamous they are.

In bizzare you were,
Last minute, imagine
In the campus you joined!
Your truly pal is he who
All facts he says,
Safe-guard yourself for life.

Static Mind

17th May, 2008

You think like a kid
As you think of that,
You know my name
But not my mind.

With you or not
I would live in peace
In reverse to your thought
That we are pals,
I am not possessed.

Sometimes in the past
I would lull my friends;
Apologising in their sight
To become cordial afresh.

As time goes on,
I  totally transformed
Into enormous wisdom lake,
And experience increased.

If you could have seen my mind,
You wouldn't think of that,
But let it be by-gone
That repeating it shan't.

From within my mind
I remain what I am
For I would never change
Like day and night.

Either you take me as one
Or leave me like that.
Nothing can change my mind
Except the All-wise.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

The Prolific Writer

13th May, 2008

(For the then Dr. Aliyu Kamal)

A prolific writer, your praise I sing.
A prominant poet I do greet,
To a literary scholar is my poem.
Linguist, stylist, novelist in title.
Critic, ommiting for this I won't

Traditionalist, modern you combine.
To be precise, religious I add.
You do more than my best, teacher.
In Nigeria, you are a writer.

In the domain you are an expert
Of the experts, you are vividly
The winner of the 2005 Cheveron/ANA prize.
"The Freshman" was the miraculous champion.

"Professorship you deserve..." I quote.
Proud of you I say is a must
Upon Nigerians in both the South and the North.
For your works are good in fact.
Your likes we need and hope.
I respect you my favourite writer.




Praise be to you,
Glories also are yours
You made my verse hurting
And my pen a sword
That stabs ladies's flesh.

Accuse me thus, suspicious you be.
My intention yet was right.
Accuse me not, nor slander on me.
For my tongue is sour, bitter and sweet,

Your abode I overwhelmed.
Your threat shall never pay,
Nor win the heart that's changed.
Alteration is welcomed as yours.
As it's much happier and tension-less.

Brief stay of yours has bored.
So much so that pray I do
On your mortality and ruin.
Onto you your scorn will turn.
Unknown you'll be as before.

If I could write the beauty of my brain,
Would you say: "This poet means 'I'.

Nor you or your like care I do,
Amvibalent my words would ever be!
Your whisky complaints aroused the writer's rage
"Scheming boy, love in eyes, hatred in mind.

"Asses are asses except if alter is in need."
Nature per se is a changing course.
Your change I need to the end.
I like it as a stationary chance.

The Bitter Truth: Muslims Reaction

Huzaifa Sani Ilyas

13 September, 2012

Nobody wouldn't react when his religion is
insulted or blasphemed unless he couldn't have
any means or lay his hands on an object that can
work as a weapon to unleash on reaction to the
provocative action except a person who doesn't
have good faith or has a weaker belief. People
may be silent when they are insulted or abused
personally, politically, culturally, economically,
socially, etc. You can even abuse a person's
mother or father or provoke him on any social
issue and he may turn a blind ear towards you.
But religiously, it is hard to find any silence
especially when it comes to blasphemy against
the religiously connected issues. It appeared
that most of the blasphemy in this world are
either on the prophet of Islam or the Islam per
se. Fortunately, this is where the Muslims draw
the line because they can undoubtedly sacrifice
their lives to defend their prophet's dignity to
the extent that they can even sacrifice their
parents and property on this matter .
Over the years, Muslims and Islam have
suffered mockery, they have been mimicked in
different forms, causing them pains in their
hearts by insulting their beloved prophet, their
sacred book, and their most respected,
cherished, admired apostle, who is loved by
every true Muslim in the world, but they only
ended up with the pain in their hearts because no
proper actions were taken. I wonder, what does
it benefit a person from to cast a blasphemic
image or abuse another person's religion or
sacred persons! I'm a Muslim, and in our
religion, we are warned not to abuse or insult
any of those who disbelieved in our religion much
less they insult our God unknowingly, furiously
and antagonistically. So, all this, is an indication
for peaceful co-existence with mutual respect
to one another and with respect to all the
different Faiths that Islam teaches... I never
heard or watched anything such as blasphemy on
any religion by a Muslim. And I have never seen
any Muslim doing such to Jesus [Isa] (P.B.H). In
truth, in our religion, anybody who doesn't
believe in Jesus (P.B.H) is not a Muslim at all.
Because belief in Jesus denotes one of the
articles of Islamic faith.
Anybody considers his religion as pure, sacred
and true, however, this cannot be an exception
to Islam. So, it is hurting, agonising, and
lugubrious for a Christian to hear a Muslim
abusing the Bible, or Mathew, or Luke, or John,
etc. Likewise it is painful for a Muslim to hear a
Christian abusing the Quran, or Muhammad
(P.B.U.H) or his companions. These may escalate
violence and instigate people to take arms and
to kill because religion is powerful and has a positive indivisible
impact on people's minds as it makes a person to
become capable of doing everything because of
it even if the thing seems physically and mentally
I don't know why I have watched this so-called
dubbed-filmed movie: 'Innocence of Muslims' by a Californian or Israel Jew (?) . It is highly
intolerable to watch. The insults, the
downgrading nature in it, and the words pronounced are
really stupendous that you wouldn't like to hear
them afresh for the rest of your life. The
producers, the actors, and the stakeholders are so
silly and horrible to have produced this movie.
Why did they have to produce such regrettable
action that can bring this world to a terrible war. And this shows that these people do not
want peace, what they need is only the opposite.
No peace can ever be maintained in the world
provided such heinous act continue. This film may cause
unprecedented holocaust as it portrays unusual
things that can never be tolerated. Many cartoons have been
drawn mimicking our prophet, many books have
been written, many lies have been told, but all
this, would lead nowhere but to a dangerously
huge path. I reiterate, this is not a path that will
lead to a good destination, rather, it is a cul-de-
Furthermore, somebody signed up on Twitter
with the name of our beloved prophet showing a
terribly horrible drawn picture referring to him,
and depicting him as the owner of the account
with gloomy, insulting status. 'Subhanallah'!
What is this all about? Also, for those who use
2go mobile applications, they would know a room
called 'Faith' in which nothing is posted except
insults on our prophet. And unfortunately, most
of whom are Christians. They use innumerable
words that they cannot even call their enemies
with, words that they wouldn't love to hear
someone mistakenly calling their parents,
relatives or friends. I have seen many pictures
belittling the Holy Quran, I have seen one with a
woman's feet stamping over the unfolded Quran.
God will surely punish the devil.
And for Muslims who show out such pictures, I
beg them to stop spreading such pictures and
such videos. Let' live a world where we will
respect one another's religion so as to live in
harmony, progress and understanding. So,
whether the film is dubbed or not, it is not
worth releasing except there is hidden agenda... It is now mandatory upon the American and the Israeli governments to bring these miscreants to book. And to try with utmost effort to prevent the recurrence of such films. It is the inaction of American government to provide a good, objective and credible censorship Act on American film-producing that led what is seen now as the murder of the American ambassador in Benghazi.
May God guide us to the right path!

A Delicious Dish

Composed: 26th Sep, 2012

A wonderful cook,
With a yummy dish,
Handily prepared.
In the blink of an eye.
Never believed the yarn,
Until when I've munched
With salivary ravenous mouth
And the haste of a hungry hyena.
Habitual visit I'd pay
To this perpetual eatery.
And enviously yearning
My intended to build such.
But more not less,
If hers were a similitude
To this ably expert cook,
Then there is a crash!
A palatable diet I need,
That my wife can handle,
A better appetizing dish,
Than the one I ruminated.