Shiver Not Silver Poem by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Am I a god that can through melodic gifts respire,
That from friends I'm bestowed this banquet of melodies?
Only the wind's can I call compare with thy sweet songs; hers on the flowers ignites fire.
But I am similar to none that is worthy of such honour from your parodies.
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I am a mere mortal mesmerized by a mare's nest,
Digging deep to deaden the death drawing down my drowning dream.
Can thee through thy songs crown me Lord of my craved nest?
I suggest for my soul some seconds drink from the sullen stream.
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Only in loneliness I have found my closest companion
And in doleful silence I do my sweetest sound heard.
I weep so I could from such joy feed,
But none of these in the world I am a god have dominion.
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Let me in this sullen stream savour my today's rest
On this foggy day I despise the most silent scream.
For mine is no SILVER_JUBILEE
Behold is my Shiver JUBILEE.
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