Kingsley Olaleye Reuben
The Exploding Sun
You are the sky, I am the earth.
Our true passion the sun did we birth.
Destined to live forevermore,
Spreading our romance rays from shore to shore.
My heart burned for you like my very core
You rained your heart content on me and more.
Your weather changed from sunshine to storm
My core rumbled and I changed many a form.
Our passion burns my liquid love into your care
Your love rains down on me from clouds for you reciprocate and share.
We have shared many cycles, more than our hearts can bear
We’ve grown old and with it our care.
Your weather is violent now, dark and cold,
My core is burning out-no longer so bold.
Every sun does set and ours is nigh
I erupt and quake and you thunder on high.
Mortal immortals, our love cursed to die by winter
My green flesh withers and I feel the snow tears you cry.
My core is dead, my flesh wasted,
Covered in love turned hate, bitter and now tasted.
The skies are clouded over in dark foggy condemnation,
My thirsty deserts beg for reconciliation.
We battled the seasons for millennia, our sun burning bright and Strong
All of creation praising our union, singing our love song.
Now they sing an elegy of our impending divorce,
Nothing can keep us together, even though we force.
My burning being depletes your very layer of skin
We’ve fought hard but the battle between us we can’t win.
We watch the exploding sun set on our hopes and dreams together, civilizations hinged on our
All has gone to dust in cosmic dark, debris and boulders.
Kingsley Olaleye Reuben's Other Poems
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (The Exploding Sun by Kingsley Olaleye Reuben )
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941)
William Butler Yeats
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939)
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827)
- Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
- If, Rudyard Kipling
- Daffodils, William Wordsworth
- I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
- The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
- If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
- Death is Nothing at All, Henry Scott Holland
- Play The Game, Jessie Pope
- Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
- Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
Poem of the Day
- Nostalgia, Rimni chakravarty
- The Spirit-World, Emmanuel George Cefai
- Blinded by stress, Emmanuel George Cefai
- Of Fauns Of Satyrs, Emmanuel George Cefai
- The next activity, Emmanuel George Cefai
- As aged I, Emmanuel George Cefai
- true friend, Rani Jain
- In laziness begot, Emmanuel George Cefai
- When Times Will Ring with Bells, Emmanuel George Cefai
- Hurling themselves over the rocks, Emmanuel George Cefai