Ezra Bature

Biography: A graduate of Mass Communication from Kaduna State University Kaduna Nigeria... From Kaduna State.. Media Personal/Humaniatarian/A writer, poet/Editor....

Ezra Bature's Profile


Ezra Bature
Tuesday 8 March 2022

Lullaby to Princess

Tick tock, tick tock the night is here 

Tick tock, tick tock time to sleep, 

watched Tom and Jerry no more, 

the television is off,  go to bed..

Sleep sleep don't be sober...

your soul is already saved,

for the saviour surround you..


Walk to your world of fantasy..

slowly slowly like a silky silver..

close your eyes for Valhalla is only for Vikings, 

Horror's hover so I hide you in my hood, vampires vanished, no witches or nightmare, 


A long night for you, 

A night of comeliness 

Without night terror 

for you're glittery..

A psalmist & ballet 

Just like King David,

So I sing for you..

And sign you to the Saviour's realm 


My verse with a tuneful voice,

My hands fondle you to sleep,

For you're princess, just like princess Marina of king Elliot.... 



3
   120 Views

Ezra Bature
Sunday 6 March 2022

Collaborate to Succeed

Don't create competition,

Create collaboration,

Collaborate to celebrate, 

Celebrate copious currency, 

To correct your current circumstances..


Completely cease competition..

Cuss your contempt..

Its contaminate!!.

Its Crippled and crumple your credibility 

Cultivate collaboration,

Constantly Connect & converse,

Certainly, the crowd will crown you

         & call to congratulate you..







1
   131 Views

Ezra Bature
Sunday 6 February 2022

Nigerian Politician

Politician proposes change, 

They Campaign with fallacy, 

Promises without prosecution..

exclamation  to incite obedience..

Masses Match out in March to 

Stimulate election like the Savior 

of the poor is here, a new dawn 

With hope.. 

Believe to beloved, election is here, 

Party first before quality..

Tribalism thrive....

Regionalism is the criteria...

corruption irrupts.. 

The elect select only but with nepotism...


Politician con for profuse luxury, 

Poverty they proffer..

Community turn to desert 

Poor aging without gain 

They decompose with their hopes..

Hope hold,  tomorrow will be better 

but bitter tomorrow is all we see..


Graduate gradually turning to fraudsters, 

Quick money is the aim.. 

Street without ventilation, 

Community without communion,

The sons and daughters of the elite living large without lack in Lake Como..

Here we are occupant without occupation..


The next election is coming.. 

Voters without a voters card,

Successor already known.

Politician lie to live...



2
   158 Views

Ezra Bature
Wednesday 2 February 2022

Satan's Chronicle

Lucifer is his name, Full of wisdom and perfect in beauty..

Dazzled with brightness like a burnished gold..Holy and undefiled, he was first of the covering cherubs, precious and magnificent. 

Stood beside the great creator.. 

Almighty God rested upon him..

Honored above the Heavenly host,

Not content with his position, 

Disposition and dissatisfaction, 

Clouded with envy and self exaltation.

               

          The light bearer,

           throne attendant 

           Shearer of God's glory

           became Satan.. 

           Indulge in rebellion

           and cast out in Heavens.

Satan's enmity found a new field, 

He plotted the ruin of human race 

Great is his power of deceit..

cloaked in falsehood 

perfect in disguise..

incite disobedience..

He infused the guilt and penalty of sin         Man fall.!

        Life in toil 

       Cursed of sin

       Deception employed..

       Satan flattery and ensnare

For followers he seek, to settle in eternal Hellfire in anguished and torment, ceaseless gnashing of teeth with endless suffering..


 




1
   115 Views

Ezra Bature
Monday 31 January 2022

Barrenness to Adoration

Orphanage home is her home.. 

Dedication with commitment

Modesty and submissiveness 

God first before another..

Harmonious with pureness 

Ruth is her name,for she's compassionate 


Married to the kingdom works...

for she set sight to win the race..

Here comes love at first sight,

Love rapture!!..

Relationship to courtship..

Courtship to the altar..

Oath taken... (For better or worse)


Happily married..

2 years without progeny, 

7 years down the lane with no offspring 

Her plights..

Unbearable!!

Family Pressurized!!

Society criticised!!..


People Murmured and mumble... 

Assumption without affirmation..

So they said... 

Her womb is damaged..

She abort severally so now is her curse..

She clamor and lament, 

for barrenness hunt down her good works and taunt her morality..

her virtuousness vent..


She asked without an answer..

Silent with no results..

God why?? Is her everyday question...

Finally her question turn to adoration 


Blessed year yielded result..

Yoke broken..  Barrenness banned.

Pregnancy to conception...

So Ruth fellowship and wrote..

Faithful God finally fulfilled..

Delay but not denied....

Her tears is wiped away 

So she rejoice and name her child Rejoice..





1
   284 Views

Ezra Bature
Saturday 22 January 2022

Sinful Imagination II

Demonic spirit possessed my mind,

I pray for a blessings but get a breast, 

I take a clear view to free my mind, 

Then!! Here comes the long awaiting lady Waiting to be pound.. I took a side view and fantasize her bareness as she send an eyes contact with a signal of approval 

I undressed her quickly, nudity bare with brilliancy and beauty..

nipples long like needle, 

I suckle and tickle,

Nipple size increases 

Her breasts elate with joy,  

Wiggle and dangle..

My hand loosely caress..

One hand caress her clapping buttocks I go gentle to and fro beneath the sweetest hole.. her hands holds and rob my testicle.. Tongue kisses deep.. tongue beneath.. Clitoris licked, excitement aroused..

A Hot hole tunnel wet...

she loose!..Heartbeat fast!!.Breath cease..Legs wide open..

She moan aloud for my erection to deep into her depth.. Perfect adjustment, slowly I penetrate deeper, she give me a good atmosphere, with variation and a tighter sensation, deep and slow, pull out her ass up and down for a good penetrative action..

 After a sweet missionary, with pleasure and satisfaction, she wrapped her lips and suck me gently, deep throat, she tickled my balls and testicle.. I moan aloud!!..

She enhanced me as i go over and over with variations, she adjust perfectly, submissively, wider, harder i hit her behind with a fantastic view, orgasm reached as we lay down in glory 

Alas!! I was dispossessed and i realized it was all but a fantasy, fallacy and a SINFUL IMAGINATION 



0
   201 Views

Ezra Bature
Thursday 20 January 2022

My Story of Southern Kaduna

Southern Kaduna bleed,

The sad Reality with Lamentation, 

Months with mockery 

Philanderer is second to non,

Men follow slim skimpy skirts

Rather than skills acquisition,

Graduate drink to stupor, 

Children smoke weeds and burn their dreams to ashes..


The Sad Reality with Lamentation...

Retired civil servant turn to excessive drunkard, beer parlor becomes their base.. young ladies trade their bodies for fish..they fished for the bills to pay..their right sold out like a salt, very cheap without a taste..


The Sad Reality with Lamentation..

Cultures forgotten.

Our tribes is unknown beyond, 

One language to the North, 

Others are land occupied, 


The Sad Reality With Lamentation...

Children grow up with different norms, they desire sexual Satisfaction and forget spiritual salvation..

Scholars scurrilous...

Institution to destitution...

Homes to homicide.

Villages insecured....


The Sad Reality with Lamentation..

The high profile dumb, their wealth is for family consumption...societal needs forgotten, luxuries display conspicuously..Selflessness found not....tribes divided in conflict without harmony. Our communities remain slavish...


The Sad Reality with Lamentation..

Mindset still remain thesame, 

What's your tribe?.

Where are you from?..Is the first question before a conversation...

Hypocritically religious, wicked and darkened mind with impurity.

No marriage amongst the different tribes, conflict ravaged. Slavish we remain without harmony.

My Southern Kaduna Story.



0
   206 Views

Ezra Bature
Wednesday 19 January 2022

My Story of Northern Nigeria

My Story of Nigeria.... 

Inflation rate high 

Regionalism become noxious 

Life's expensive in the South

Ritualist in the East  

Fraudsters in the West 

Poverty in the North 


My Story of the North... 

Bandit and kidnappers on the highway,

No free road to ride without a raid, 

Demand for ransom,

Only with currency,

People's clamored,

government worldless 

Media houses turn to medium of segregation,

Social media turn to social division..


My story of North.....

Life without liberty 

Sleepless nights to the masses 

Gunshot gunned down my neighbor 

People becomes prey without prayers

Everyday promises from the army

Solution cease from existence 


My Story of North...

Attack to kidnap 

Community slaughtered

Blood spill out 

Many become homeless 

Live lost!! 

Job to jobless

Youth traveled beyond the region, 

For a greener pastures...

While the region's pastures is parched...


My Story of North 

Bloodshed is an everyday affairs, 

Everyday Newspapers news saddened..

Attack on the masses, 

Houses burn down to ashes 

Mass burial in the community 

Wives becomes widows 

Children becomes orphans


My Story of North 

Only few with a voice 

Many voice become voiceless 

Youth resort to drugs, 

Ladies to prostitution..

Parents create  hostility within...

Majority dominance, minorities impotence..

Minority tribes divided

No love but hate..


 







1
   219 Views

Ezra Bature
Tuesday 18 January 2022

Afterlife in Anguished

Morning meditation 

With mission and vision 

To understand nature 

And Nurtured my being,

Morning breeze blew

My mind to surmised 


Darkened, smudged, 

Blurred to the darkness realm,

Merciful Messiah turn merciless..

Cursed the sinful souls..

Deep to the depth of hell, 

Anguished and torment 

gnashing of teeth without tears 


Extreme agony..

Ceaseless clamor..

Solace straggled..

Scorched and sting..

With venom without remedy....

Wretched..

Endless...

Dead cease to exist...


Soundless but still called....

Messiah!

Messiah!!

Messiah is merciless to the sinful soul..

The Pit pitiless, devil's damned...

Suffering without solution 

Unbearable pains without end.. 

Afterlife in anguished....



0
   134 Views

Ezra Bature
Monday 17 January 2022

Marital Gift Snatched

Monica is her name 

She was mould in modesty

Meek to her motherland..

More matured than nature 


Monica motile with sensation..

Mood to the moon

With money inherited

Majestic and colorful 

Mystical in her morality

Merrymake and smart 


Model status

Melodious voice 

Mild-mannered..

Committal... 


Murderous monday morning

Monica mood turn muddy 

Messy and mournful 

Motherhood engulfed 

For she was molested, 

rape, deflowered, cheated 

and battered.. 


Lost! 

Wicked world 

Life's unfair 

Hatred to humanity 

Marital gift snatched 

Pregnant to unknown 

Monica mourn..




0
   138 Views

Ezra Bature
Monday 17 January 2022

My Love Story

Love hurts

Life lost 

Feelings fade 

Heart shattered 

Hope battered 

Plans crumble

Time wasted 

Bliss robbed 

Lies lies lies


My love story....

Flattered fallacy

Fortune flustered 

Eyes blindfolded 

Distance stand 

Mouth mumbles

Trust thrashed 

Heart broken

Heart hated

Tears dripping

Scar surrounded..

Lies lies lies 


My love story 

Tomorrow's smudged 

Euphoria to dysphoria 

Moaning softly to mourning loudly 

Best to beast 

Diamond to demon 

Love to lost 

Lost to lust 

Lord to leud 

Lies lies lies 


My love story...

Comfort to comfortless 

Mercy to merciless 

Memories to madness 

Merry to messy 

Date died

Love lied

Emptiness

Heartless

Loveless...


My love stories....








1
   140 Views

Ezra Bature
Monday 17 January 2022

Sacrilege

Wiggle and jiggle 

Wiggle and jiggle 

bareness for breakfast 

Breast in bareness 

Dangle in nudeness...

Beneath pureness  

Foreplay to stupor 


Eyes rudeness, 

Pintle heartless 

Poontang sweetness 

Perfectness in missionary 

Moanful and whispers 

Submissiveness with gladness 


Nipples like needle

Suckle and tickle 

Tongue licking 

With stimulation and passion....

Sacrificed With satisfaction 


Sinless sinned!

Sacrilege but satisfied

Sacrifice the gift of marriage to merry....




0
   121 Views

Ezra Bature
Friday 14 January 2022

Sinful Imagination

Love cursed, lust cured. She tempt me severally, Misled me countlessly, She called me to her garment of sin, as she undressed, i look her innocently, she longed to be demonic in the sexual sphere, Tantric starts, sex prolonged.. my hands caress her clapping buttocks, her sleepary breasts elate with joy, underneath massage increase her nipples size, squirting triggered, she maon aloud for my erection to deep the hole till i find her depth, Her salty sweat dip my lips... She glow in glory waiting to be pounded with honour, She loose,

heart beat fast,

breath cease, My hands tickle her nipples gently, tongue lick beneath her wet hole, her hands rub my hair, her legs wide open, hot tunnel deep, i penetrate deeper, she give me a good atmosphere, with variation and tighter sensation, deep and slow, pull out ass up and down for a good penetrative action.. After a sweet missionary, with pleasure and satisfaction, she wrap her lips and suck me gently, she tickle my balls and testicle.. She enhanced me as i go over and over with variations, she adjust perfectly, submissively, wider, harder i hit her behind with a fantastic view.. Alas!! The morning breeze blew my mind and i realized it was all a fantasy, fallacy and a sinful imagination..



2
   140 Views

Ezra Bature
Friday 14 January 2022

MONEY

Wear not the garment of lack, Wear not the garment of debt, Wear not the garment of poverty, Prioritised your business. Look for money, Money is a necessity, Money is happiness, Money is respect, Be money oriented, Thy earthly life resolves around money, Believe not the motivational speakers, they speak fallacy, prevarication and lead many to the realm of poverty.. Chase more money, don't stop!! Let thy wealth be supernumerary, Make thyself known by thy wealth, let thy wealth be ponderous.. Money is the root of evil they said, let me be evil in the forest of the devil and chew the wealth with the devil, let the realm of wealth call me Daddy....



0
   154 Views

Ezra Bature
Friday 14 January 2022

The Fall of Man

Created in the garden of Eden, Beautiful beyond words, Innocent, guiltless, blameless, sinless and pure, Created in the image of Him, a friend and a companion, With liberty and dominion over all creatures, A woman was ribbed out of him, gorgeous and pretty, blindfold eyes for the truth is hidden, naked they walked unknowingly, happy and sinless, The Lord has bestowed all but one was prohibited, "the forbidden fruit", the test of obedience, If disregard would incur the guilt of transgression, a careful warning and instructions fit impart, Disguise well adpated for his purpose, the medium of the fallen foe, the wisest and beautiful creature with wings, dazzling brightness with brillancy and burnished gold, a creature to arrest attention and delight the eyes, "the Serpent"!! The delicious fruit caught the attention of the tempter, thou shall not die he said, but thou shall be exalted in the sphere of existence, your knowledge shall be broaden like the creator, Satan through his medium excite a spirit of curiosity, to penetrate the secret of divine wisdom and Power of the Almighty, Man taste the forbidden, and know the unknown, eyes open! naked they realized, hidden truth divulge, His righteous path now lead to degradation and death, to enjoy a greater liberty now emanate to greater curse, hardships and agony.. An outcast from Heaven, with sin and infinite loss, has concealed man to his position, a dangerous deceiver, leading life to eternal ruin, Sinless soul to sin, Blameless soul to blame, and the penalty is death, Out of mercy and grace, man will not be condemn for he conscientiously believe in fallacy.. The fallen man



0
   141 Views

Ezra Bature
Friday 14 January 2022

THE CLARION CALL I OBEY

The clarion call i obey, i was called to serve my fatherland, to experience a different cultures, norms, beliefs, ideologies to see and feel a different region.. Days gone by, months gone by, i understand the people's clamour, their unimaginable unbearable hardships, The weather is cruel and harsh, it stings like a scorpion bite, The sun is hot it hits deep into the depth of my skull.. Breeze ceased, Sweat dropping, Water is expensive, Life is expensive too, Tribalism is venomous, Segregation is disastrous, The leaders are heartless, they show favoritism, regionalism and expect obedience, harmony and peaceful co-existence from the masses... One Nigeria they said, i bet that's only on paper.. Our leaders enjoy luxury, the poor masses are chaotic, A layman prioritised family problems rather than societal change.. A bad orientation leads to misunderstanding, the three majorities are considered while the minorities are at bay.. Our country is in turmoil, herdsmen stories on the newspapers front pages, their settlement burned down to ashes, Farmers ambushed and killed.. Life lost.. No peace within! Our leaders ain't planning for a better tomorrow but for tomorrow's election, several years down the line our stories still remain the same.. My fatherland was my pride now my dissapointment, So many graduates unemployed, the jobs are reserved for the sons and daughters of the elite.. The street is filled up with crimes... I exclaimed!! Who will bring back harmony to our dying nation??...




0
   153 Views

Ezra Bature
Friday 14 January 2022

We are Journalists

We're the watchdogs of the government The voice to the voiceless The hope to the hopeless The way to your salvation The path to your righteousness The key to your pathway We're journalists! We keep you entertain We communicate to the president the people's plight We investigate the activities of corrupt leaders and make it known.. We risked our lives in the war front to cover stories We don't collect gratification One microphone changes the heterogeneous dispersed audiences view We're journalists! We make known the unknown We visualised for your eyes to see So many work behind the camera we actualised We give justice to the unjust We avoid segregation We give orientation We make many fame Their names heard beyond the universe Our content is a guide for all to follow We solve the unsolved We're wide! We breached the language barrier We make complex words simple for the layman We provide platforms for your potential You just imagine a world without communication Radio television and social media... You just imagine


1
   190 Views

Ezra Bature
Tuesday 9 February 2021

I'll go and talk to the President

I'll go to the president and tell him about the people's plight,

I'll go to the president and tell him about the ambushed and killing of farmers, I'll go to the president and talk to him about the herdsmen and their settlement,

I'll go to the president and remind him about his unfulfilled promises, I'll go to the president and tell him about the masses hardship, agony, anguished and plea.

I'll go to the president and remind him about the enormous natural resources the country is blessed with, I'll go to the politicians and remind them of yesterday promises not tomorrow's election,

I'll go to the house of representatives to remind them of people's plea to represent them well..

I'll go to the house of corrupt leaders and tell them about the Messiah who gives them power to govern in truth not to be the ambassadors of corruption.. I'll go to the universe and beyond and tell all about the greed of men in Power,
I'll go to the president and tell him about the high rate of unemployment, crimes, segregation, tribalism, favouritism, religious differences, nepotism, regionalism and people's clamour for change.. I'll go and tell him these and more..


2
   673 Views

Ezra Bature
Tuesday 9 February 2021

Messiah's coming

The sky is cloudy,

thunderous sound terrified with lightening, clueless people derping outside with rainshade,

the rumble is hostile,

rainbow bow in terror,

The universe affright

Houses swamp,

Temblor shake our terrestrial Pregnant woman distress,

grave open, the death rise, endless chaos on earth, the gate of Heavens open.. Errand-ghost arriving with their white garments, they blindfold sinners and send them to eternal anguish.

The Messiah is coming!

Salvation to believers,

the realm of Heavens is silent,

few are chosen and many in anguish

Lord! Lord!!, the sinners called, the Lord answered not, they gnash their teeth in torment, dying soul die not,

Mercy! Mercy!!, they called, the Messiah is merciless, Now!.. the blameless soul rejoice with the Messiah and receive the crown of glory.....

Jehovah! Jehovah!! the sinless soul praise his name...


 

 



0
   407 Views

Trending Now


Most Rated Poems


Recently Joined


FPG Feeds



>