Tola Fola Olowolafe

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It is not the golden evening sun
on the green fields that bridles the
eyes of the lonely soul in February.
...

My love
at the palm of your hands,
my lot turned to beggary.
you tend to say- always
...

She met a Renegade on this
ride going north.
His reckless soul has no leash, belonging to no one, not even himself.
...

Tola Fola Olowolafe Biography

Tolafola is Gentleman with many interests. Forever curious and wandering but never lost. A mild practitioner of the art of tsundoku. He is also a law academic. Holds a bachelors degree in law and a masters degree in law.)

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Illusion In February

It is not the golden evening sun
on the green fields that bridles the
eyes of the lonely soul in February.

It is not the changing season
with its petrichor, light showers,
heavy downpour that bridles the
eyes of the lonely soul in February.

The ever scouting eyes of a
lonely soul sees bliss in February
It's all Illusion in February.

-Tolafola

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