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Within the ticking clocks, time we find,
A lesson bound within its rhythmic grind,
Tick-tock, it warns, the seconds quickly fade,
Procrastination’s grasp, we must evade.

With every tick, a moment slips away,
Tomorrow’s dream becomes today’s delay,
Yet time, relentless, marches on its course,
No pause it grants for sorrow or remorse.

The world awaits for no one to catch up,
The lazy heart must learn to quicken up,
For opportunities, like ships, set sail,
Procrastination’s wind must surely fail.

Tick-tock, the urgency it underscores,
To seize the day, each chance it explores,
The dreams we hold, the goals we wish to chase,
They will vanish like a vapor, a ghostly trace.

No more illusions, no more sweet delay,
The time is now, the moment to obey,
Tick-tock, it whispers, heed its timely call,
Embrace the race, for time won’t wait at all.

Inaction blinds the mind to what is at stake,
Potential falters, and we are left to ache,
But fear not, for the present holds the key,
Unlock its doors, set all your passions free.

With every tick, a heartbeat in disguise,
Each second counts as life before us flies,
Tick-tock, let urgency ignite your fire,
Carpe diem, to heights, let us aspire.

Now break the chains that hold you back, unbind,
Embrace the truth that time will not be kind,
Tick-tock, the dance continues, heed the chime,
The dangers of procrastination, rhyme.

Hurry, dear one, seize the day’s embrace,
Chase every dream, time’s footsteps, trace,
For in the ticking of life’s grand clock’s sound,
The rhythm to our purpose is found.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi


Photo credit: iStock

Love, a gentle feather floating in the air,
Silent yet overwhelming,
Whispering secrets to the hearts of lovers,
Bringing forth a storm of emotions.

Love, a flame that dances in the dark,
A flicker of hope and passion,
Igniting souls with its warm embrace,
Melting away the barriers of fear.

Love, a melody that lingers in the ears,
Soothing and enchanting,
Singing a symphony of tenderness,
A chorus that echoes through time.

Love, an artist’s brushstroke on a canvas,
Creating a masterpiece of connection,
Blending colors of joy and sorrow,
Crafting a masterpiece of devotion.

Love, a fragrance that permeates the air,
Seducing senses with its sweet allure,
Awakening desires and cherished memories,
A scent that lingers in the soul.

Love, a journey of discovery and growth,
A path where vulnerability carries strength,
Navigating the labyrinth of emotions,
Guided by the compass of understanding.

Love, a language spoken by the heart,
Transcending borders and boundaries,
Uniting souls in a universal embrace,
A conversation that needs no words.

Love, an endless ocean, deep and vast,
Teeming with possibilities and adventures,
Exploring depths unknown, hand in hand,
Diving into the unknown, fearlessly together.

Love, a gift to treasure and nurture,
A seed planted in the garden of the soul,
Watered by tears of joy and pain,
Blooming into a garden of compassion.

Love, an enigma that defies explanation,
A force that binds the universe,
Embracing us all in its delicate grasp,
Whispering, always whispering, “Love.”

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
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In the twilight’s embrace, where dreams alight,
Amidst the tapestry of stars that gleam,
Whispers of forgotten tales take flight,
In the realms of fantasy, they stream.

A dance of words, unbound and free,
Through meadows soft and azure skies,
Where the river’s song and moon’s decree,
Compose a symphony that never dies.

Eternal wanderers, souls untamed,
In search of truths that lie concealed,
Through valleys deep and mountains framed,
A sacred quest, their hearts revealed.

The symphony of life, a shifting tune,
A kaleidoscope of hues and shades,
With every step, new worlds to attune,
To unravel secrets, open glades.

On the canvas of existence, we paint,
With strokes of love and hues of pain,
Each life a masterpiece, no restraint,
A never-ending cycle, we sustain.

Embrace the journey, seize the day,
For time’s elusive sands won’t wait,
Let passion guide, fear’s grip allay,
In this free verse of life, create.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Photo credit: Denver Dance

In the void, my gaze drifts aimlessly,
As my pupils twirl in a silent dance,
My sight fixed, yet visionless.

A torrent of thoughts floods my mind,
A labyrinth I yearn to escape,
An unending quest to find my path,
But the roots of confusion delve deeper, spreading wider.

My heart flutters in its cage,
A beat I hear, but the message eludes me,
In this moment, my heart alone functions,
While even the brain succumbs to bewilderment.

Here I stand, rooted in this space,
An eternity it seems, no end in sight,
So I continue to stare, resigned,
No longer attempting to break free.

Fatigue engulfs me,
Weariness takes hold,
Confusion echoes relentlessly,
These words reverberate in my ears.

I find solace in this blank expanse,
How long will I linger here? Perhaps ages,
In the company of my own boredom,
Perhaps the supernatural holds a better answer.

For now, I will continue to gaze,
Into the void,
Although everything surrounds me,
Who knows, maybe something liberating will transpire.

Who knows!

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi