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Adegbite Adeyinka Poems
The Son who errs, His father will not hold If sin, such love, deters Love of man is sold
Guard the pane of my heart Let not foes steal the peace; Paint my dream a solemn art All I ask of you is this
Day I Told Pa A Lie
Day I told Pa a lie The words reply like songs I like Guilt blinded me like the night Weakness came in mighty might;
To My Dad
I write to honour a father The figure that bears my weight Who helped me walk farther Than even I can, and straight
Prayer, the chart that maps our way That we should never go astray, He who is lost the world will prey on If he pleads not that His will be done;
A Late Night Tryst
I robbed the night of my love, I stole her from the clog of dreams Far into the quiet woods with birds Beside a chilly running stream
There's a place in my heart She always has a home in there That we may never be apart Forever together, wherever, to fare
I Found You
You colour the arcs that draw my smile You make every beat of my heart worthwhile; I had hoped for a love that leads to bliss From the depth of your heart, you give me this;
Still The Tears
Wipe the tears that drip down from your cheek Grief will not give the answer you seek; Though your cloud seems dark and the future, bleak Hang not your head down as though you are weak;
To A Beautiful Star
To a luminous star in the heavens My soul's only one of the havens I crave you glow every time to see Be it or not the hours are wee
So Much Love
Every time my phone beeped Precious texts, like wine, I sipped Your wishes and prayers Your unflinching love stockpiled in layers;
Thy spirit, I plea thee, thy spirit, In weariness, let me replenish strength When my foes advance, that I bear it Thy word, at the ready, in its sheath;
Choice, a scale that tilts Could leave you smile or guilts Someday you'll make it But hope it will make fit
Weep Not, Child
Weep not, child Life will tend you mild Albeit, ill, I lie Wipe dry your teary eye.
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''Words are like an egg when spoken. And once it is broken, its pieces no longer fit.''A. J. Adegbite
''If every man had the precognition of how soon his end would come, he'd make carefully his choices. But since he doesn't, let him take each day like it's his last and live right.''A. J. Adegbite
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The Son who errs,
His father will not hold
If sin, such love, deters
Love of man is sold
Can, stool, the mind forgive
Smeared on a dish of meal and give?
My love be bought by what I see
But loving all, I seldom do
You bore the cross and paid the fee
For we, ungrateful 'who'
Albeit, the robes of our sin
For us, the scourge tore your skin.
Made us a worthy nation
You burn the cloak, condemnation,
And doctor our spirit, health.
I shall speak of this undying love
Of the Father up above.