#67. And We Bore Witness to a Birth and a Death…

When they’re cloaked, they do seem so far apart.

But today, I saw them both seated

side by side; a birth and a death.

Different, yet same, when unsheathed.

And in the sacred, solemn hour,

down the corridors of death,

in a room with walls dark and grey,

we sat and held cold, feeble, tired hands.

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#39. The Colours of Youth

Day 23. NaPoWriMo- Celebrate Poetry, All Month Long!

coloursPoem: The Colours of Youth

Many different hues and colours everywhere we look

And yet none holds a candle to the colours of our youth

The colours through which we found and embraced our truth

Beyond the bridge, across the gentle, flowing rivers of the Niger

The colours of our youth took life, blossomed into shape and form

These colours hold secrets and mysteries of a timeless passage

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#38. Fare thee well, sister!

Day 22. NaPoWriMo- Celebrate Poetry, All Month Long!

Poem: Fare thee well, sister!

(In loving memory of OluwaTosin Adepegba, RIP)

zinnia

Memories of youth adorned in her innocence

Juxtaposed with a jarring reality that makes no sense

Lost in childhood dreams, we recall images so familiar

Of visions and scents of Zinnia and Bougainvillea

Colours of spring, rains of laughter and pain now merge

As we gather in mourning and compose a heartfelt dirge

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#26. The Magic of ‘Sister-Friends.’

 

Day 10. NaPoWriMo- Celebrate Poetry, All Month Long!

Poem: The magic of ‘sister-friends’

We almost believed the myth of our alone-ness 

The lies and fallacies of our sad separate-ness

We are not just a part, we are also part of a whole

We’re connected in heart, spirit and soul

This is the magic of having a true friend

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