Afolabi Boluwatife Oluwamuyiwa
Afolabi Boluwatife Oluwamuyiwa Poems
- Harmattan Our faces were pale, Soil frozen below the feet, ...
- On Her Dying Frail and grey, The world may say, But ...
- Chaos Down goes the bubble, In a heaply bunch Of rubble,
- The Woo-Ing I don't usually stare, But you got me there, ...
- Delusions I hear the peals again, The monotones of the ...
An Ekiti born enigma. The last born of three children. First speaker of the Ekiti state children's parliament, scientist cum poet, Lover of nature, Politics and Poetry. A believer and A man of high ambitions. more »
Click here to add this poet to your My Favorite Poets.
Comments about Afolabi Boluwatife Oluwamuyiwa
Our faces were pale,
Soil frozen below the feet,
Heat was lost in the pail,
As we lay cramped up under the sheet.
The weather is cold,
We are all scared to bath,
Blankets are all sold,
As we shake on this brown earth.
The harmattan is here,
Green grasses change to rust,
All are carried like the hare,
As friendly fragrance mingle with the dust.
Now noses all clogged like a wheel,
Lips cracked like a pot,
The windows all sealed,
Under these winds we shall still hold fort.