Treasure Island

Jubril Balogun

(Sept 21 1980 / Ogun state, Nigeria)

Image In My Dream

Amiable winds blew
Bathing the mind in wonder
Lids caught its bliss, yet a few
Drawing towards inevitable wander
O! Weary eyes, sleep.

The stretchy dreamy beach
Beauty the eyes rarely see
Waves crashing, birds flying free
Sun's paling, planning pleasant retreat
O! Weary eyes, sleep.

Eyes dazed around the hole
Bearing not unduly repose
An image borne in a distant glow
Setting fame pass beauties of old
O! Weary eyes, sleep

Her beauty and her style
The face and the stare
A goddess in design
Fashioned beyond compare.
O! Weary eyes, sleep..

Where were you of late?
How long the endured wait
How nigh the heart disdains
Aloneness knew me by name.
O! Weary eyes, sleep.

The cock crows
Nay, a dawn was broken
How fare the mind now
Thrust to reality unspoken
'The loneliness born of a need
Breathes life into my dreams'
O! Weary eyes, sleep.

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013
Edited: Thursday, February 21, 2013
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