Describe one of your favorite moments.
The day my first child came out after ten hours in the delivery ward. Her first cry melted my heart and gave me strength unimaginable. That is one of my favourite moments – one that will remain so indelible in my memory. She is eleven years old now
Dead dark night, he finds solace deep,
Where dreams and slumber weave a tranquil keep.
For in those hours of hushed repose and bliss,
His weary heart finds respite from life’s abyss.
But with the dawn, the sun’s unwelcome ray,
An angry man awakens, starting his day.
His troubled mind, a tempest brewing fast,
Awash with sorrows, pains that ever last.
He rises from his bed with heavy sighs,
To face the world with disillusioned eyes.
The morning mocks him, bringing naught but strife,
Revealing all his worries, carving wounds with life.
Each crease and wrinkle on his face, they trace,
A map of battles fought, etched deep in place.
The mirror taunts him, showing every scar,
Reminding him of battles fought afar.
The man, he stumbles through the day’s cruel glare,
His burdens heavy, burdens he must bear.
He curses at the morning, angry, wild,
For it’s the time when all his demons smiled.
The sunbeam’s warmth, it only burns his soul,
Illuminating every flaw, taking its toll.
The morning’s light reveals his shattered dreams,
A haunting reminder of life’s painful schemes.
But as the shadows stretch in twilight’s reign,
He finds a refuge from his earthly pain.
The night, a cloak that shields his fragile heart,
Where peace descends, and troubles fall apart.
The man retreats to dreams’ enchanting shore,
Where worries fade, and sorrows are no more.
In slumber’s realm, he finds his fleeting peace,
Where troubled thoughts and cares find sweet release.
And so, the morning’s wrath, it does unfold,
A man enraged, his heart consumed, untold.
But deep within, a glimmer yet remains,
That peace may find him, if he breaks these chains.
For in each morning’s light, a chance does gleam,
To face his struggles with a spirit redeemed.
To find strength in the battles he must face,
And conquer demons with resilience and grace.
Watch him rise, though anger fills his core,
And strive to find the peace he seeks once more.
For in this dance of morning and of night,
Lies hope, a beacon shining ever bright.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
Photo credit: 123rf
What notable things happened today?
In front of the mirror’s gaze, I stand,
A longing heart, a weary soul in hand.
Seeking solace, a respite from the fray,
A conversation with my reflection, I will convey.
Oh mirror, tell me, where shall I go?
To escape the hurts and pains that grow,
A place far away from betrayal’s sting,
And fake friends who wear deceit like a ring.
Somewhere far, beyond this world’s facade,
Where hypocrisy’s mask fades into the void,
A realm untouched by malice and pretense,
Where truth and authenticity find recompense.
In distant lands, where peace resides,
Amidst serene valleys and vast, open skies,
I yearn to wander, unburdened and free,
Embracing solitude’s sweet harmony.
Oh mirror, can you show me the way?
To a sanctuary where my spirit may sway,
A refuge where my heart can heal and mend,
In the embrace of nature, I’ll transcend.
Through forests deep and mountains grand,
Where silence whispers secrets, hand in hand,
I will find my solace, my sanctuary afar,
A sanctuary from the world’s relentless char.
With each step taken, I will leave behind,
The chains of betrayal, the masks that bind,
For in the wilderness, I shall rediscover,
The strength within me, as a soulful lover.
In the mirror’s gaze, I see a spark,
A glimmer of hope to guide me through the dark,
I will embark on a journey, both near and far,
To find myself, to heal, to become a shining star.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
Love is a strong force
Love can lead to divorce
It can be so scarce
It can also be so fierce
It also can coerce
Best decision is to get love from God, the source
The beauty of it is to enforce
The chord that binds the love force
Do not try to force
Keep it alive without any condolence
Let it sanitize and pierce
Your soul piece by piece
And all the end bring peace
And give you heart solace
Let others see the significance
In the love you profess from a distance
From the first instance
Showcase your fiance with nuance
That is the beauty of love,
Let it magnetize, its a force.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
You may look like a scarecrow
Or even pull around a wheelbarrow
Trouble everywhere may overflow
Suffering may threaten to overthrow
Your joy from your bungalow
Just remember, I will help your finances blow
When you walk through the snow
and cold gives you it’s shivering blow
When the sun refuses to give its glow
And it’s warmth refuses to show
I need you to know my inner warmth will keep you aglow
When darkness follows you like your shadow
And so bleak becomes your tomorrow
When growth disappears from all you sow
And you have no fellow
To applaud your input and tell you wow
Remember I am your greatest cheerleader now
When your boat you row
And storms of life your smooth sail wont allow
The boat may want to sink low
And to defeat you may want to bow
I need you to know there is a fellow
Who to your failure will raise an eye brow
When enemy fly his arrow
to hurt you, I will disallow
You just stay mellow
Cuddle your yellow pillow
And watch from my heart the airflow
Deal with the enemy as I overthrow
So darling enjoy your bowl of marshmallow
I will forever make a show
I will always make you glow
I will never hurt you with a blow
Our love will continually grow
Peace to us will overshadow
When upon life’s bellow
tossed up and down, we will wallow
In the love of God, and somehow
make headway staying true to our vow.
For this that we share forever and now,
Love will always show up anyhow
You nourished my entirety so fallow
And made your love in an amazing way grow
All my heart ever talks about like a cockcrow
Is you darling, and that’s why I will always show up!!!
Love will always show up!!!
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
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
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