Biography of Paul Ogbuigwe
A hopelessly romantic, infuriatingly logical, unreasonably reasonable, frightfully fanciful devotee of love.
Paul Ogbuigwe Poems
Blue Old House
I see home again The old stains still remain. Spent twelve years on the road, Seeking knowledge to decipher life's code.
I am born into this world unashamed of my nakedness, With plain smooth skin, unmarked by time or tribe. I let out a resounding cry of infinite happiness, Misconstrued as a cry of pain from a restless babe.
Oh Moon My Lover
Oh moon! Remember me. Look favourably on me before my time is done. Show me who my love will be, So my heart can cease its lonely mourn.
We are born with the insatiable desire to explore, To dive headfirst into the unknown, And turn dreams into reality. To work with time,
A Nomad's Lament
Oh, my heart it cries for peace. For a million miles I've travelled so far, Barn to barn, couch to couch, My back kisses the floor, the only bed I've ever known.
El Laberinto Del Amor
Is this what I wanted? Fortune's cup poisoned by regret Dreams realised, hope forsaken
Whisky Or Nothing
There's no friend like whisky No place like the bar No travelling companion matches the hip flask
A Syncretic Offering Of Joy
Twinkle, twinkle firefly Flutter freely little bird All of nature in one voice Harmonise unspeakable joy
The melody that began when Adam met Eve, Caused mighty Heracles to spurn immortality; the only seed that blossoms in fire. The sole message unrestrained by the grave,
I have seen Love. It is one half holding the hand of the other, Face adorned with the smile of contentment, Two souls seeking nothing from no other,
Seven billion souls wandering across five hundred million square kilometres, Some with purpose and others without. Pattering feet creating a chaotic cacophony. A butterfly flaps its wings and thousands drown.
Come to me in my dreams, And bathe me in laughing streams Of memories long forgotten, Before my heart was rotten.
Blue Old House
I see home again
The old stains still remain.
Spent twelve years on the road,
Seeking knowledge to decipher life's code.
But memories of my home
Hold more sway than old tomes
So back home I've returned
To sooth my aching heart.