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Oh deadline, deadline, looming so near,
A source of dread and constant fear.
With ticking clocks and ticking tocks,
The pressure builds, the tension rocks.

The hours fly by, the work mounts high,
The finish line seems so far nigh.
But persevere, put in the time,
And victory will be swift and sublime.

For when the task is finally done,
The relief and joy will bring on the fun.
No more deadlines, no more stress,
Just calm and peace and happiness.

© Ifedolapo

Enough of the noise and the chaos,
The rush and the constant demand,
The need to always be connected,
And the pressure to understand.

Enough of the screens and the scrolling,
The endless stream of information,
The fear of missing out on something,
And the need for constant validation.

Enough of the striving and the pushing,
The endless pursuit of success,
The belief that we always need more,
And the never-ending quest for progress.

Let us slow down and take a deep breath,
And savor the moments we find,
Let us cherish the beauty around us,
And leave all the noise behind.

For in the silence and stillness,
We will discover what truly matters,
And find the peace and contentment,
That our souls have been longing for.

Now is the time to say it loud and clear,
With every fiber of our being,
That we have had enough of all the noise,
And it is time for a different way of seeing.

© Ifedolapo

In the desert heat, I wandered lost
Longing for love at any cost
And then I saw a vision clear
A mirage of you, my dear

My heart raced as I drew near
But the closer I got, the less you were here
What I thought was love, was just a trick
A cruel mirage, making my heart sick

The love I thought we had was just a dream
A figment of my imagination, it would seem
I chased a mirage, a love that was not true
Leaving me empty and alone, feeling blue

But now I know the truth, and it is a bitter pill
The love I felt for you was never real
The mirage has faded, and so has my pain
I will move on and love again.

© Ifedolapo

Hullabaloo, the sound of chaos
A clamor that cannot be ignored
A riot of noise and confusion
That leaves us all feeling floored

It is a boisterous, uproarious scene
A wild and tumultuous display
Where voices and music and laughter
All blend in a frenzied melee

From the pounding of drums to the roar of the crowd
Hullabaloo is the sound of fun
It is a jubilant celebration
Of life, of love, of all we have done

So let the hullabaloo ring out
Let it fill the air with its sound
For it is a joyful noise we make
When we let our spirits unbound.

© Ifedolapo

Where fate meets destiny,
In the crossroads of time,
Two forces collide,
And create a path divine.

Fate brings the winds of change,
Unseen and unpredictable,
As destiny charts the course,
And makes the future visible.

They dance a delicate dance,
In the realm of what will be,
With fate as the wild card,
And destiny as the guarantee.

Sometimes fate takes the lead,
And destiny must adjust,
But in the end, they work together,
To create a perfect thrust.

Where fate meets destiny,
There’s a magic in the air,
A symphony of possibility,
A universe beyond compare.

So trust in the journey,
As fate and destiny unite,
For where they meet, great things happen,
And life becomes a delight.

© Ifedolapo

Can we be friends, you and I,
In this world so full of lies?
Can we trust in each other’s heart,
And promise to never be apart?

Can we share our hopes and fears,
Our laughter, our smiles, and tears?
Can we hold each other tight,
And chase away the darkest night?

Can we be the strength we need,
In moments of deepest need?
Can we walk side by side,
And in each other’s love abide?

Can we be friends, you and I,
And let our friendship never die?
For in this bond, so true and rare,
We find a love that’s beyond compare

© Ifedolapo

The shape of my heart is not like the others,
It’s jagged and broken, with scars that won’t smother.
It’s been shattered and torn, time and time again,
But somehow it keeps beating, through the joy and the pain.

It’s been filled with love, and it’s been filled with sorrow,
But through all the ups and downs, it’s still here tomorrow.
It’s been opened up wide, and it’s been closed up tight,
But it always keeps going, through the day and the night.

It’s been hardened by hate, and softened by grace,
It’s been changed by the seasons, and time’s fleeting pace.
It’s been lifted up high, and it’s been dragged down low,
But it always keeps beating, with a steady, strong flow.

So though it may not be perfect, this heart of mine,
It’s still mine to cherish, until the end of time.
For the shape of my heart, no matter what it may be,
Is a reflection of me, and my humanity

© Ifedolapo

Broken and beautiful, two words intertwined,
Opposites that in harmony we often find,
For when we break, we also have the chance,
To become something new, to start a new dance.

Our pieces may be scattered, our hearts may ache,
But we have the power to choose and remake,
To pick up the fragments and begin anew,
To find the beauty in what once seemed askew.

For in our brokenness, we find our strength,
We learn to rise up and go to any length,
To become something more, something unique,
To find the beauty in our own mystique.

So embrace the cracks, the flaws, and the pain,
For in them lies the opportunity to gain,
To find a new perspective, to see anew,
The beauty in brokenness that’s waiting for you.

(c) Ifedolapo

A riddle wrapped in a mystery,
A puzzle with no clear victory.
A conundrum, complex and obscure,
A challenge that we must endure.

At times we feel so lost and perplexed,
Uncertain of what may come next.
But in the midst of our confusion,
We can find a spark of resolution.

Through patience and persistence,
We can unravel the intricate instance.
And as we unravel the tangled threads,
We find a way to clear our heads.

For in the heart of every conundrum,
There lies a solution, waiting to come undone.
We just need to trust in our intuition,
And find the key to unlock the resolution.

(c) Ifedolapo