A million emoji, snaps, statuses, tweets can’t substitute the feeling of another hand holding yours, the comfort and succour that another voice gives.
Author: OLUWASEYI OLATUNJI
A SLEEPER’S TESTAMENT by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
To have lived, laughed and loved, Dipped in life’s lucky dip, Trusted the truth and in it’s light have walked, Yet, had moments of savoury blip. To have tilled and toiled the earth, Earned from endless hustle and bustle, Lonely, longing for an hearth, A home for when hustle wears the muscle. To have had… Continue reading A SLEEPER’S TESTAMENT by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
MONEY BECOMES ELECTION by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
In scramble of parties for the public purse, money becomes election_ and duties are forsaken. Yes! Our husband abdicates his onus, now they say he’s an imbecile, some say he don craze before before, perhaps, he has gone mad again, or, he was always mad, but, are we not to blame! Money becomes election, the… Continue reading MONEY BECOMES ELECTION by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
FOR A STAR by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
For a star; I draw lines from muse, Yes, for a stunning star, I’m breaking rules. If every wish would be true, Like the Caribbean blue, Then haste my feelings be told, That they pretty turn to gold. Obnoxious as it may seem, Beautiful intents do I deem, I wish angels would tell; How high… Continue reading FOR A STAR by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
HOW SHOULD WE KEEP FROM SINGING by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
Tribute to late Adekunle Fajuyi How should we keep from singing! The praise of our hero past He, for us did the dying, That on us, fingers may not cast. Very few, fewy few, Could be like the son of man, F.A.F did what most can’t do, He is a true son of the son… Continue reading HOW SHOULD WE KEEP FROM SINGING by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
MYSELF AND I by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
There is a better friend within, Endowed to me by nature, A personal friend from the present and the future, So close, intimate and loving. In jocund company, We have traversed travails triumphantly, We always win; we’re like stars in the sky, We, my friend is myself, I.
MY LOVE NEEDS LIFE by Oluwaseyi Olatunji
Is this love I sense? The sweet seducing silence, The strong static voice, Sotto voce; sweet caress, From our hearts’ first kiss. Is this love that sings? Sitting on my mood swings, Relishing the bitterest of life’s things, Snivelling with a cheerful heart, Wearing our hearts like a hat. Is this love that makes me… Continue reading MY LOVE NEEDS LIFE by Oluwaseyi Olatunji