Oluwatobi Olaide

Freshman - 748 Points (LAGOS, NIGERIA)

Ode To Blackwood - Poem by Oluwatobi Olaide

To make such as you
Water, portable spirit and food flavors
All from earth
BLACKWOOD! ! !
A liquid spray
You prompt
Elementary flows
Elementary grows
Magical process of transformation
Then comes the sleep of years
In a world of woods so black
So quiet
So dark
So still
Dreams of hills and valleys
Sleep so so long
Wake up transformed of soil and sun
BLACKWOOD! ! !
Thirst for more
Can i drink anymore! ! !
Downpour makes I moan
Eyelids threatens to close as i walk
The world in slow mo as sleep beckons again
BLACKWOOD! ! !
Liquid so black but wine
Held in my hand towards my head
Like a suicide mission
Cloudburst circle is all I see
I might drink and leave the world unseen
BLACKWOOD! ! !
Free myself and only I could see
At various warnings I still down you with joy
Who am I not to?
After all the gods already made me above 18
Alas! ! ! Blackwood the genius of MAN.

Topic(s) of this poem: ode

Form: Ode


Comments about Ode To Blackwood by Oluwatobi Olaide

  • Jazib KamalviJazib Kamalvi (6/19/2017 6:01:00 AM)

    A wonderfully impressive ode. Thanks (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 19, 2017



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