A Sprout Of Ruin Poem by Adeosun Olamide

There does door beyond reach
There dwells joy only in dreams
There homes darkness ov'r eyes
In height' waives escape

Lost wheels mind mine
And in crave storm to on sail
But wind blessing abjure
And life now in endless circle

A glimmer smile amid bottomless grief
Born by suffice forged deeds
Marooned along path forlorn
A glisten of escape calls further

Of sprawled webs locking wings
And memories vessels regret
Bend as fire to cinders in course
When waters rescue plummeted

With cadence of breeze
The vein of rose
The Pace of cloud
The gaze of moon
The pulse of stars
The blaze of darkness
The rhythm of silence
The beep of heart
And the impulse of time

Young, blooming, tender in bask May
Where mist sight obscures
And in green seeds sprout
There shy bud inn endless dwell