Folayemi Akande Poems

The love that roams in Rome
Has found in me an abode
How do I suggest it retreat
When its splendor do sooth?
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My quill is barren as my mind could be
Thou art fair in substance, fair exalt of thy age
I fall to my ode in belaud of thee
Shalt my furlough from such tribute snare no rage?
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To forfeit the grieve of her sweet absence
Will be as foolish a wish unto death
Indeed I've lost her embrace and presence
To the long hands of miles and undue sunset.
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Your faintest smile's far brighte' than sun's best day
It threads sparkly into my ill hue mind
Sad notes of such absence makes
me sway
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O you bulbous offspring of poor autumn
Mother of cluster, funnel-shaped pink wings
Crowned with petals and sepals bright as dawn
And with white crimson veins that never wrinks
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