Showing posts with label frienship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frienship. Show all posts

Sunday, January 29, 2017

AWOKEN NIGHT


Of all the dames,
She was dear,
With smiles on lips,
I was lost in love,
But what she felt,
I know not.


In a period of time,
I heard the whisper,
It came in words,
And words in thought,
That what I seek,
Was what I'd get.


Like the fool I am,
It all began,
Like air is to human,
I'm glued to her,
Like fuel is to car,
We became inseparable.


With dawn upon,
I soon realize,
That with these progress,
She'd soon be gone,
To a life so far away.


Yet from the start,
She was never mine,
I fell like a ghost,
Without her smile,
And her cozy stare,
That melts my soul.


I wanted a night,
So close to her,
Just a cuddle
Was what I seek,
Like a disease,
She refrain from me,
And moved north,
When I headed south,
And moved west,
When I headed east.


While her pushes
Tagged me a thief,
Who had come
To claim it all.


The happiness grown,
a few months back,
But my only aim
Was a moment with her,
I was woke at dawn,
With a kiss on lips,
And her penetrating gaze,
Upon my soul,
At this moment,
My conviction was convicted,
That come rain and shine,
She'd still be here,
And no matter what,
She'd be glued to me...



Written by Olajide Oladipo
FEBRUARY 11, 2016

Saturday, December 31, 2016

MY ANNABELLE

Smiles on lips,
Just like tulips,
Calm in face,
Just like a dove,
Yet heart blazing,
With fire within.


Of all zodiac,
She's as proud as queen,
And of all animal,
She represent the king,
Her roar she'd believe,
Could end the world,
But her thought to me all just in words.


Heart of a lion friendly like a dog,
And her presence attract all in hall,
From which she'd learn to reject,
Iridescent looks and intelligent brain,
What she possess became another possession.


Not in "fact" but yet in thought,
Thoughts of words,
Words of mind,
Yet unspoken truth.


For if the words are let out,
It will be the basis of rise or death,
Rise to grace but dead at heart,
For those who'd dare,
It the story of another tale.


Yet when  it all seem true,
Perhaps too true to be real,
Making me so me that I'd love to be someone else,
And so vulnerable I'd need to hide,
Hide from truth,
The truth in me and the me in I,
But the knowledge of she is what I'd keep at heart,
And the friendship I'd value for life.


Cyborg 1/05/2016