Stephen Olufemi Omolara

Ode-Aye, Ondo State, Nigeria
Stephen Olufemi Omolara
Ode-Aye, Ondo State, Nigeria


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Letter To Prof Wole Soyinka
to the stone that sharpens axe,
to the stone that grinds pepper,
My Fairy Tale
As I alighted from the express electric train,
My eyes traveled to the happy people;
Concentrated smiles of contentment playing
On the nourished faces
Love, a cup I hold;
I've drank and from whence I am drunk.
The cross on my shoulder lay.
In fear I whimper;
I Am Immortal
I cannot die this I know so well.
I am nature and nature is me.
Same as we are, we move; flow together as one.
One from one and the other back to source.
Love In Mourning Cloth
Love clothed in odds this much never have I seen
Or ever I found so shrouded in mysterious misery.
Wounds from Cupid's arrows in ages past fester.
Her heart ache with longing,
Thinking About What The Trees Are Thinking
I ponder in my heart if feelings they have
Or thought of their own posses they.
I am thinking in my mind if they too have souls
Or do they think we are unfair to them
Eko Akete (Lagos Nigeria)
Eko akete,
Where our wisdom is lost,
Where our identity is missed,
Where blind man leads full sighted folks
A Pain In The Ass
I am too moved to be moved
Too empty bellied to be hungry.
Every day I live a stranger to myself,
A riddle boxed in mystery,
Many Faces Of Love
Love they call it but it get me confused.
To my mummy, it is called love,
The one for my babe affection yet it’s love
The one for my work, dedication yet love it is
The New World
The world‘s upside down
You wear your coat front -backward
You think upside down
You make me feel awkward

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