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Still eyes observe,
Yet mind races ahead,
Idle hands find solace,
While heart beats with dread.
What is unfolding?

It’s as if

My heart starves for peace,
My mind under attack,
And here I am, seeking
Peace amidst the strife,
Seeking serenity in chaos,
Seeking light within darkness,
Seeking a place to call home,

Within shattered hearts.

Searching for that which
Never truly lasts,

Seeking the person
Who will remember my gaze,

Seeking hope within
Lost souls’ embrace,

Seeking emotions
Within lifeless stones,

Seeking love amidst
Frozen hearts’ icy tone,

Seeking angels within
The depths of hell.

Dear mind,
I understand
Your doubts assail,
Yearning for peace,
Longing for clarity.

Why do you birth
Endless doubts and fears?
Can’t you quiet your thoughts?
Can’t you simply stop,
Pondering over things

That lie beyond your grasp?
Find contentment in what you possess.

Dear mind,
I recognize your hunger,
Craving a nourishment,
Affection and love.

But why seek love
Within lifeless rocks,
Amongst souls long gone?
Can’t you cease the growth of emotions?

Why must you rely on others
To fulfill your every need?
Learn to love yourself,
Embrace your own being,
Even if love eludes you.

Why only seek goodness in others?
Why solely find joy
When love is bestowed upon you?

Don’t you understand?
You possess the power to create wonders.
If no one loves you, love yourself.

Begin by loving yourself,
Without condition or restraint,
And watch as others begin to love you.

Oh, my mind and heart,
Cease your restless distress,
It’s time for you to rest!

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Photo credit: Google

A trip to the heartlands of Kenya, where the wild lions roar,
A tale of love unfolds, as ancient as folklore.
Mwangi, a noble warrior, strong and full of grace,
Met Amina, a beauty, with a smile upon her face.

In Nairobi’s bustling streets, their paths finally crossed,
Their eyes locked in a moment, destiny embossed.
Mwangi, the lion-hearted, from the Maasai land,
Amina, like Kilimanjaro, majestic and grand.

Their love grew like the Mara, wild and untamed,
As they explored the Rift Valley, where nature remained.
Hand in hand, they ventured to Mount Kenya’s peak,
A symbol of their love, standing tall and unique.

From Mombasa’s sandy shores to Nakuru’s flamingo sea,
Their love’s flame burned bright, forever wild and free.
They danced beneath the acacias in Amboseli’s embrace,
As the sun painted the savannah, a canvas of grace.

In Lamu’s ancient town, they sailed on dhow’s gentle sway,
Whispering sweet nothings beneath the moon’s silver ray.
The rhythm of the ocean, their love’s melodic tune,
As they walked hand in hand, beneath a golden moon.

Through Tsavo’s rugged wilderness, they faced trials together,
Like the elephants that roam, steadfast in any weather.
Their love, like the Samburu, adorned with vibrant hues,
Resilient and unyielding, like the African morning dews.

But as the seasons changed, and life took them apart,
Their love endured, a flame etched in their beating hearts.
Though separated by miles, they remained true and strong,
Their souls forever connected, like the voices of a tribal song.

Now, in the twilight of their years, beneath the African sky,
They reunite in eternity, where love will never die.
In the Great Rift Valley, their spirits intertwine,
A testament to love’s endurance, transcending space and time.

Here to tell their story, in the tales of Kenya’s lore,
Of Mwangi and Amina, love’s legacy forevermore.
Through the vast lands of Kenya, their love will forever dwell,
A timeless reminder that true love will always prevail.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Photo credit: Kenyans

Stay with me, my precious child,
In this moment, so tender and mild.
I pen these words with a heavy heart,
As we face the cruel hands fate did impart.

Oh, how I waited, yearning for you,
Ten years of longing, my dreams renewed.
Through countless nights of silent tears,
I prayed for the day to erase my fears.

And then you came, a miracle bestowed,
My heart rejoiced, a love explosion it showed.
Your laughter filled our humble abode,
With every giggle, my soul warmly glowed.

But now, my darling, your body so frail,
Sickle cell’s grip, a relentless tale.
My heart breaks witnessing your pain,
Oh, how I wish I could bear your strain.

I gaze upon you, my precious one,
Your innocence lost, battles hard-fought, won.
Your fragile frame, a symbol of strength,
A warrior’s spirit, enduring at length.

I beg, O Almighty, hear my plea,
Grant mercy upon my child, set him free.
Do not take him to the heavens above,
Instead, heal his wounds with divine love.

Let the sun shine upon his weary face,
Let him dance in fields, his spirit embrace.
Release him from this cruel, relentless chain,
Restore his health, his vibrant life regain.

For he is my world, my reason to be,
His smile, a beacon that guides me, you see.
I wil fight alongside, till the very end,
For the bond we share, no force can bend.

Stay with me, my precious child,
Together we will face the challenges piled.
Through tears and laughter, we will endure,
For love, our bond, forever pure.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

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In the sultry darkness of the night,
Passions ignite with a fervent light.
Beneath a moonlit sky’s embrace,
I succumb to desires I cannot erase.

In the depths of my longing, I yearn,
For a lover’s touch, for hearts to burn.
Whispers of lust dance in the air,
As I surrender to a night so rare.

Caressed by the gentle breeze’s sigh,
Seductive whispers make my senses fly.
Soft lips on my skin, a fiery trail,
Unleashing desires that cannot begin quelled.

Exploring territories, uncharted, unknown,
Two bodies entwined, an erotic zone.
Fingers tracing lines of pleasure and bliss,
Lost in a moment, an eternal kiss.

Our bodies meld, entangled in heat,
Heartbeats syncopating, a rhythmic beat.
Moans and sighs fill the intimate space,
As passion intensifies, leaving no trace.

Each breath drawn in, a gasp of delight,
As we ride the waves through the erotic night.
Ecstasy surges, our bodies in sync,
In this realm of passion, we eternally sink.

Skin on skin, a symphony of desire,
Fueling the flames that never tire.
In the realm of passion, we’re bound,
In this electrifying night that is profound.

The crescendo builds, climax in sight,
In this enchanting, electrifying night.
A symphony of pleasure, a sensual rhyme,
In the arms of ecstasy, we intertwine.

As the night surrenders to the dawn,
Our souls entwined, forever drawn.
The memories of this thrilling affair,
Etched in our hearts, a love we will always share.

“Exciting Night,” a tale untold,
Of passions unleashed, a story bold.
In this erotic journey, we found our release,
A night of pure pleasure, an intimate peace.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Photo credit: Tellychakkar

My deepest, where love resides,
A pledge of allegiance shall confide.
I vow to walk with you, my dear,
Through the trials that may appear.

Hand in hand, our journey unfolds,
A tapestry of stories yet untold.
With each step, our bond will strengthen,
In this symphony of love, we are destined.

I will walk to you with open heart,
No distance shall keep us apart.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Together, we will reach for the sky.

Beside you, I will stride with grace,
Embracing every moment we face.
Through sunlit meadows and moonlit nights,
Our love will illuminate even the darkest sights.

I will walk for you, through storm and rain,
To shield you from any ounce of pain.
With unwavering devotion, I will be your guide,
In your presence, my love will never subside.

Forever, our paths will intertwine,
Through this promise, our souls align.
For in this dance of love we embark,
I pledge to walk with you, my eternal spark.

My love,, let us walk, hand in hand,
Exploring a world that is truly grand.
With our hearts entwined, forever we will be,
In this enchanted journey, just you and me.

This is my pledge!

© Ifedolapo

Photo credit: Google

In the Heavenlies where dreams cascade,
Where nature’s brushstrokes gently sway,
A symphony of whispers played,
Raindrops dance in their mystic ballet.

From the heavens’ celestial height,
They descend with grace, in gentle flight,
Like liquid gems, ethereal and bright,
Kissing the earth, a love pure and right.

Each raindrop, a crystal teardrop fair,
Reflecting colors in the vibrant air,
A prism’s touch, a vivid affair,
Nature’s palette, a masterpiece rare.

They tap-dance upon leaves and flowers,
Tenderly bathing each petal for hours,
Whispering secrets in shimmering showers,
Nature’s embrace, her healing powers.

With every drop, a story is told,
Of whispered secrets, both young and old,
How each raindrop, so precious and bold,
Breathes life anew, in a world untold.

They serenade the thirsty soil,
Quenching the earth’s unyielding toil,
Awakening dreams, buried deep in coil,
With raindrop’s touch, spirits uncoil.

The symphony crescendos, a chorus unbound,
Raindrops merge, a rhythmic surround,
Cleansing the air, with a whispered sound,
An orchestra of nature, profound.

And as the rain subsides, the stage now bare,
Raindrop’s legacy lingers in the air,
Nature’s beauty, a timeless affair,
In each raindrop’s memory, we share.

Jump into this wondrous delight,
In raindrops that fall from the heavens’ height,
For they bring life and dreams to our sight,
Nature’s gift, a treasure so bright.

© Ifedolapo

Photo credit: Google