Olawale Oluwole

No matter the miles that lie between us,
No matter how the world twists and spins,
No matter how long you are away,
There is one witness to our love —
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The beauty of an African woman
She could swim gaitily in the pool
She is blessed with crown of beads
She is so simple in her glimpse
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My love is rare—
So rare that even reality listens in silence.
It hums in a thousand hearts,
A song that few can hear.
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I wandered into a hollow,
Where music shimmered like moonlight,
Dancers twirling in joy and laughter,
A chorus of happiness spilling into the air.
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Cry, cry, cry
I have seen the faces of the bruised,
Tears and the bubbles of sorrowful eyes.
I have seen hearts fall into silence,
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In the hour of my aching pleasure,
When frustration coils around my hands,
I drift through streets of whispering night,
Through rabble and shadows that itch with longing.
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The highway took time to watch
To view how you farther up
And towards me dwindle guttering
My lips closed dim
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I dreamt of the beautiful day
a day when gorgious garment were worn
d-day when two hands juxtaposed to become one
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Does anyone truly know
where love begins to flow?

Does anyone know
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Does time taking worthwhile?
It takes little time to confess
One’s feeling to Everest lover
How can I be isolated in a valley-hollow regime to whisper
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I have beheld a thousand birds,
Yet none as regal as the peacock's plume.
I have seen serpents countless,
But none as fair as the jeweled snake,
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The old haggard motherhood
Would succumb her son's belly
And whisper a song of dignity
But the world'd dance like masquerade's
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Oh my darling, sweetest one,
How I wish we breathed as one.
Close as night to moonlit streams,
Bound within our sacred dreams.
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You are still the one I dream of,
I remember the day I found you
When words could no longer carry feelings,
And only the moon and stars above
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Does everyone who falls in love remain tethered?
Does everyone born escape the dark of death?
Does every lesson end, every race reach its line,
Every contest crown the victor?
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The man could remember the days
When he was teeming among his friends
He could reminiscent the ages
When he got the knowledge
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Life gleams and fractures,
Beautiful only if you clasp the future,
A dreamer drafts destiny
On the blank canvases of tomorrow.
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I cannot hide my feelings,
Nor lay them gently on the earth.
They rise like hunger unbidden,
Like rain that has never kissed my skin
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We don’t listen to our elders anymore
We wants to teach them how’s done
These days we’ll lack courages
That bring us low to respect them
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He worked his strenght out though
Combination desire’d drowned on him
He worked the day out sunningly
Too hot to scream the horn of tiredness
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