Ayandare Mayowa


Few Words. - Poem by Ayandare Mayowa

Just few words I seek
Arranged in hid to spell
Damsel of Brookville
Elegant and smooth.

Thus challenged Lady Muse
Retrieve an ink golden
Colour the beautiful soul
She resides in rich portable casing.

A frame fragile, a park amusing
Her touch soft but Lit.

Trying times, her sweet voice ushered relief
From the high streets of 'F'
To the ends of 'O'
It chastises, it soothes
Seldom bruise, always balm.

Would summon the cosmic
Bid the horizon come
Tell birds to sing
A solemn appreciation.

Just few minutes I need
Agitating more and hid to spell
Diva of Bromley
Exclusive and senior.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 23, 2017

Poem Edited: Friday, June 23, 2017


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