Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

Freshman - 568 Points (31 of July 1988 / Alagbado, Lagos.)

My Thought At Night - Poem by Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

This naked world rolls on
Like the cob when we threshed the corn.
Our days of prime, we gadded-about,
All was void but we eked-out.
Success might not be glaring,
Because life is shamming;
Either joy or sorrow is a prone
We delved but none was known.
Let opulence be impure,
Alas, for all, heaven is unsure;
But in the fall of the curtain,
Only death is certain.

Topic(s) of this poem: meditation

Form: Lament

Comments about My Thought At Night by Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

  • (12/26/2011 6:59:00 PM)

    This is even better, yet.

    I don't especially care for 'only death is certain' - because I like ambiguity in poetry! That's just a little 'too certain'!
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 17, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 26, 2017

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