Folayemi Akande

Freshman - 729 Points (02-12)

As Man Dwelt, So Doth Her Thought - Poem by Folayemi Akande

I have thought of you as thinketh man of death. What can i not give to make night sun 'gain, On this thought of mine, to harbour your mirth. What praise hast mine life, that for you can't be slain? Your heart is the cord that tunes our love duet Wind over hill plays the harmonic verse Your lips are unbroken yet mignonette. Wherefrom are you, o desirous lass I do not wish to mourn amidst my days Or ever grieve in thought this day thereon I share no more in your substance of praise Out of my youth's gay shall no forl'rn be born. You are a deadly force poisoned in beau As the wind's vein rise on the pearliest dew.

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  • Kelly Kurt (4/4/2015 1:26:00 PM)

    A lovely poem, Folayemi. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 4, 2015

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