Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Dark shadows cast by night’s embrace, heart held tangled fears,
A tale of fleeting dreams and unspoken unshed tears.
A lady lost in mysteries, unsure of the path to take,
With unborn life within me, and a heart that aches and breaks.

I met Jack on a summer’s eve, beneath the moonlit sky,
His charm like stars that gleam above, so effortlessly sly.
We danced ‘neath twinkling lights, his touch was sweet and wild,
Yet in the haze of passion’s trance, the truth was far from mild.

Then came Shola with a grace, a smile like sunrise glow,
His gentle soul embraced me, his kindness in full flow.
We walked through fields of laughter, hand in hand, so free,
But time revealed our destinies were not meant to be.

And Chimma, oh dear Chimma, a tempest in disguise,
He swept me off my feet, with fire in his eyes.
Yet storm clouds gathered swiftly, his heart torn and estranged,
Leaving me adrift, unsure, and utterly deranged.

Now I stand with heavy heart, in search of truth’s embrace,
To know the father of my child, and destiny to face.
The journey fraught with anguish, my heart still seeks to heal,
For in this web of mystery, the answers I appeal.

Amidst the doubts and shadows, my strength I must regain,
To find the father’s face, and peace I long to gain.
In solitude and reflection, my heart and soul align,
In hope to find the one whose love will intertwine with mine.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

She is my flute, delicate and true,
Her whispering notes, like morning dew.
When she plays her tune, my heart takes flight,
In her harmonious embrace, I find delight.

He is my guitar, strumming my core,
His chords of affection, I cannot ignore.
With every pluck, my heartstrings sing,
Together we create, a love everlasting.

Like violins, our emotions rise,
Painting a canvas of love before our eyes.
And as the drums beat, our passion’s fire,
Our souls dance freely, soaring higher.

Her eyes, a piano, playing a song,
A tale of devotion, sweet and strong.
With every touch, a new note is born,
In the music of love, we are forever sworn.

He is the trumpet, bold and clear,
His love’s call, dispels every fear.
With every sound, our love takes flight,
In harmonies of affection, we find the light.

In this symphony of love, we are complete,
Musical romance of two hearts, endlessly sweet.
Together, our love forever will endure,
In this song of devotion, so true and pure.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

In the game of blame, shadows cast deceit,
Accusations fly, truth held in retreat.
Pointing fingers quick, without a care,
Innocence lost, burden hard to bear.

The mirror of honesty shattered in rage,
Deflecting one’s errors, a dangerous stage.
Unaware of the harm we inflict,
Without empathy, our bonds grow weak.

Seeking truth’s refuge, we must embark,
To heal the wounds caused by blame’s cruel mark.
With open hearts and minds aglow,
The path to forgiveness, we will come to know.

Before accusing, let us dare to inquire,
Understanding blooms when we do not conspire.
For hasty judgment clouds our sight,
Look and grasp the facts, reclaim the light.

Break this cycle, lay blame to rest,
Find strength in admitting, we are not always best.
In unity, we can mend the fray,
Restore the harmony that has slipped away..

With humility’s embrace, we will find our way,
To grow and learn from the mistakes we display.
The blame game’s end, compassion’s embrace,
Truth and forgiveness, a path we will retrace

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi