TAKE ME TO WHERE THE POETS ARE
Take me to where the verses are
To seeds of letters planted on leaves
Germinating into flowering words
Take me to where the stanzas are
To words arranged in fantastic flow
Clinging unto lips, diffusing into hearts
Take me to where the poets are
Let me marvel at the spontaneity of their muse
That stirs and spurs the poetic tides in me
Take me to where the poets are
Let me ogle at the beads of bardism they string
Like a pendant I'll hang it around my neck
Take me to where the poets are
Leisurely I'll swim in soothing streams
Of rivulets of their feelings that flow
Take me to where the poets are
Let me go sightseeing in their imaginary world
To be ensnared into webs of their thrilling tales
I'll be a rudderless ship, stranded
In the midst of a vast sea
Without winds driving me to shore
I'll be a bird of paradise, lost
In the thick darkness of woods
Unable to fly and adorn the skies
All because you did not take me to where
the verses are, the stanzas.
And where … the poets … are.
WRITTEN BY
AYORINDE EMMANUEL OLOWOEYO
KNOWN AS' Kolawole Emmanuel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful wish to be with like minded ones. Full***
Thank you sir