ROMANCE_ "WAS IT THUNDER?" BY AJAKAYE STRIDA.

ROMANCE "WAS IS THUNDER?"

I heard so loud in naked ears,

my silver earrings fell in the losing battle

to run to LASU's salaaming shuttle.

Thhrrrrr...

Ladies screaming, wailing, patted by lucky partners.

The class jailed by the rain's clumsy callous commanding concerto,

our eyes broken as unimaginable,

the Global Language class would hold?

I began... Lamenting in dilemma of academic materials

and satisfying screeching salivation. 

Gbam... The drops abruptly captured,

by Men or God of Men...

I don't know.

Thy surviving and fortunate lecture began 1:30,

the earth rusted off its madness by The Gallant Gab,

I stole out of the dark auditorium,

"last last", I had my handouts,

but something rare had slapped my anxiety.

Where is my ENG 102 note !

I called Adunnimi and she got mad than father might,

ought to call "godfather"

but he is cozy busy bee,

"Meedah, HOC... STRIDA has lost her note."

"Tell the group." They retorted, not seeing waters on me.

"How could I be this careless?"

I overtook the windy shame.

Then... Humility chatted,

"Hi, Saw it on the table in the auditorium,

would give you when you are in school, 

I didn't have card, would have called you.

But you have never done this STRIDA,

was it THUNDER?."

I only typed;

"I love you, I love you, I love you,

you need a poem, send your picture."

RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO AJAKAYE

STRIDA_ Striking Ideas.

The poet personae uses simple diction to tell her readers the funny happenings in The University System when one has all to the freedom and takes care of most things individually.