I sing this to no one (to you who I’ll
 never know) but our eyes have met
 and in a glimpse, I saw it.
 I sing only of a moment
 caught by the breeze, as it whistled
 merrily across the water
 But for a moment there
 in a fathomless pool
 I saw it all

PENURY

Eyes falling of tears
Empty pocket calling for help
Tears become effigy to the victim
Donating all hands effort
To run away predatory

Oh victim
Predicament isn't permanent
Poverty is like pong and stink
Every one is running from it
When your name wear the cloth
Don't yell because of its  boxing

Poverty is like outhouse
When ever its raining
The fist to demise
Life change
Ease replace suffering

©Adamu Usman Garko
©Adamu Usman Garko

If the Russians Find Out That the Iced Tea was Bugged

If the Russians find out that the iced tea
Was bugged they may well conclude that Area 51
Has tested Tom Brady’s jersey which was stowed
In a bus station locker in Donetsk

With the claim check issued to Kellyanne Conway
And passed to a North Korean operative via
A secret drop in a hollow pumpkin
Behind a voting machine in Spokane

That was hacked by a rogue albino nun
Carrying secret numbers for Rand Paul

"when we live in Oregon, things will be brighter, i know it."

i can't see your face in my mind anymore
i see the shadow of your smile, and the shape of your hands and feet
the soft lines on your thighs
but i can't see your face

your kitchen has dark spots now
i'm choosing to forget your house
and the names of your dogs
but no matter how hard i try
i still imagine waiting at your door
and seeing baxter
and boo
barking at me

Loving one woman…
a joy unto heaven

Loving two women…
a curse upon the soul

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

You are going around in circles again.
Falling into memories which look like spheres
and I am drowning in pink cheeks.

I am sorry for all the pain I have caused you
over the years.
And I wish I could accept your
apology.

You are an empty vessel not wanting
to be filled
with eyes so widely brimmed.

When you are alone,
you are wholeheartedly alone.
When your demons attack they
rip up
the ground and
tear open
the sky.

I can't save you anymore
I can't let go.

I am sorry for not loving you
the way we promised,
for neglecting your self worth.
For laughing off your
insecurities,
like they were a summer play
in June.

You are everything to me.
Everything I need to carry on.

I am watching the last tear
drip
from your pink cheek and
I would give anything to see
a rivers worth more.

I can see the last twinkle
in your eye.
I wish I could dream up
galaxies to make it stay
forever.

I can sense your last mumble.
I can feel you on me, in me.
I am on my knees
begging you to say more,
or less
but nothing remotely close
to this.

I want so badly to eat you whole,
to give you the
second
fourth
hundredth chance you need.

I wish I could spill liters
more of black coffee.
Break a thousand more plates
just to hear you scream.

I am so sorry and I love you.
I will always love you.
You are so beautiful.
and I know it is a cliche
but please,
please, let me take you home now?

We can be safe.
I can be you
and,
you can be me.

What can be called a perfect mystery?
Could it be a piece of untold history?
Nothing on this earth could ever be worth it;
Whether it is the death of a prince or a spooky bit!
Can there be a mystery other than the space,
It keeps digging human brain with pace!
No human can ever predict what is out there,
It gives super-intelligent ideas human brains can't bear!
We'd never know whether there are alien mates,
Or world-like fights and quarrels between the states?
What kind of mystery could this be?
Towards it, it keeps attracting me!
Space is certainly the mystery of mysteries,
It has addresses we'd never find in all directories!
Each time I see the star-filled night sky,
It invites me to come over and fly!
It's a mysterious place haunted with alien ghosts,
I wish I was a guest to these ghost-hosts!
This vast sky peppered with stars
Is the finest gown of the word ‘mystery' it garbs! !

By: Guess Who