olawale famodun

Freshman - 722 Points (Lagos Island)

Tender - Poem by olawale famodun

Why do you call my name
So tender in the tender night
When it wasn’t chilly, but cool.
It was chilly, but
Your calling my name tenderly
Burnt out the chilliness in the night.
I feel tenderly
After or when you
Call my name:
Your voice is sweet like rose
Your voice is salving like balm,
Your voice is the nurse of Soul,
Your voice is like the Blues
That is fitting in night clubs.
As well as on the roofs of the church and the mosque.
Call my name, beautiful voice,
And I feel your acceptance of me.
Tender voice is spiritual,
Tender voice sings the Soul,
Tender voice is a nurse
Like the bassoon and harpsichord
Playing alternatively,
Knocking the notes against each other.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 6, 2015



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