One night of romance
permit we share,
in heated passion
our bodies barePicture this:
Muttered verses
but actions clear,
unspoken I love you’s
hanging thick in the airBursts of energy,
violent release,
waves of passion,
and a final ease.A picture, epic
two bodies entwined,
dawn approaching…… Have you made up your mind?
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Tag: Poems
The Insomniac
Eyes wide open,
Sleep, a dream,
20/20 vision,
yet not much to see.
In bed,
nothing to do,
so I post a piece of rubbish!
And oh… This edited picture too.
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A blind eye…
Turn a blind eye if you dare, In the end, a blind eye will only lead to one’s own ruin… for with it how does one see?
play pretend,
pretend you are unaware,
see yet show no care. you say “none of my business
“not my problem
so why bother?”,
Turning your vision from the disaster of another, You overlook, you ignore,
nothing to consider,
an invisible axe now hanging over your neck,
it bears a ticking timer. Waltzing through life,
ignorant,
unknowing,
Unmindful of the fact that reaping is in the sowing Maybe not now,
perhaps in a bitter future,
or at a bitter end
…and in that time then others play pretend.
God in Music, God in Everything
I believe God reveals Himself through the vaguest of means, take Music for instance. Besides gospel, I listen to some songs (mostly instrumental) and I’m caught up in some sort of rapture, I feel His presence (true beauty), which leads me to cry like a 5 year old :D.
Below is one of my favourite compositions done by David Buckley, one of the soundtracks to the movie “The Forbidden Kingdom“. He for one must have been touched by a higher power to have come up with such an amazing piece of Music.
God in Everything
He stretches forth His arms to share his presence in every way
The rustling trees, starry nights, the breaking of each day.
A baby’s cry, a canary sings;
all symphony and silence give
testament to His Manifestation.
Therefore embrace His reach
through all of His creation.
… I thank God for His beauty in all its shapes and forms.
Cheers! 🙂
Long Distance Lover
Though your love be distant
we draw near in visions of black and white,
on a sea of silk sheets and feathered pillows.I go to bed now
knowing that I will hate myself come morning
as the break of day parts us again.…Meet you at our rendezvous! 😉
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The power of Haiku
Such few words written
so great a picture created,
such few words
to lay bare imagination
A Hamattan Scene
Dry winds are still as parched lips embrace,
a moment where moisture is drawn from the oasis of a kiss.
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Hidden Emotion
Dew drips from a wilted flower
onlookers peer but find no trace
She is grateful for the wind
Letter to God
Might I sing a song like Solomon‘s,
asking for your arms to embrace me;
to shield me from the cruelty of Adam,
his unknowingness and the deep darkness of his heartCan I ask for your love to guide me;
to steer my soul,
to be my north star in this maze called life….
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My World by Bisola Oladosu
Apologies for my silence folks! I have been pretty under the weather lately, but I’m doing MUCH better now and looking forward to feeling more pages 😉 …Thanking God for his MANY mercies! 🙂 NOW! still on the subject of celebrating “Girl Power” 😉 , please join me in saying a BIG “Well Done” to Miss Bisola Oladosu!To be free, oh to be free!
To be fulfilled, oh to be fulfilled!
To wake up in the morning without the daily worries: what will suit my taste buds for the day or do I look good in this, even if I do, does it make me feel good? “What will they say” has never been my creed, so what people will think is one less thing to worry about.To wake up to a bright clear day,
To wish for the world and get the world (may be that is asking for too much, what would I do with it after all), at the very least to be able to indulge in those little things that give some of life’s greatest pleasures, like reading a damn good novel while reclining on a very comfortable sofa, watching a damn good movie (probably in the same position), savouring the sweetness of very nice chocolate, may be, no, D-E-F-I-N-I-T-E-L-Y a bowl of ice cream; Each spoon sliding cooly down my throat, properly spiced chicken wings, a glass of “California White…“, reading an exceptional article by someone who knows his onions, feeling the rhythm and soul of inspiring music, enjoying a long, lazy day on the beach, conversing with the very brightest of minds…. Just being me without restrictions. The goal; be happy, the key; peace of mind.To be free, oh to be free…. *Sigh*
By: Bisola Oladosu
She sent me this piece just yesterday and I totally fell in love with it (Pardon me if I’m wrong, but I think its a perfect example of a “Prose Poem“). Just to think that I’m not the only one who’s got this dream of a perfect world filled with Ice Cream and White wine and Music and Â
…Until next time people 😉
Cheers! 🙂
Festival King 