opeyemi, BORISADE, 8 kwietnia 2013
The moon spread a news
Of great love anew
In a country wherein
Strenght dwells therein
From afar I come
To get the treasure of Rome
With nothing fit to hold
Against the great lords of old
But with the royal guards I fight
With no single bit of fright
'Cause I know what is astake
That I finally would take
opeyemi, BORISADE, 8 kwietnia 2013
I've been here many times before
Just once, but everytime at four
Minding not eachday a dose of this pain
If tomorrow you'll be here again
A single moment a heart dines with the moon
Many afterwards he muses through the clouds
Just as twin, my soul longs for this pass
If tomorrow you'll be here again
The memories come alive while it turns dark
Of that priceless moment wherein our love we made rain
Seeking if again the even' might just be back
Only if tomorrow you'll be here again
opeyemi, BORISADE, 10 kwietnia 2012
How does one qualify the stripes of the rainbow?
How do you value the rising morning sun?
How do I explain you matchless beauty?
Or qualify your excelling charm, my queen?
Night gently fell on Africa yesterday
As the sun followed you off with its eyes
An eclipse would smooch the earth
When it intoxicates with your fiery beauty
My heart skips at the appearance of your shadow
It enlarges at your scent coming from afar
My fingers tremble to touch your glowing skin
My ears tingle at the words from the lips of my goddess
Having you makes my life all mystical
Getting your love, as a right to romance divinity
I'll spread out my wings as impossibility weeps to death
And go on an eternal flight with you, my Angel.
opeyemi, BORISADE, 10 kwietnia 2012
I've been here many times before
Just once, but everytime at four
Minding not eachday a dose of this pain
If tomorrow you'll be here again
A single moment a heart dines with the moon
Many afterwards he muses through the clouds
Just as twin, my soul longs for this pass
If tomorrow you'll be here again
The memories come alive while it turns dark
Of that priceless moment wherein our love we made rain
Seeking if again the even' might just be back
Only if tomorrow you'll be here again
opeyemi, BORISADE, 10 kwietnia 2012
Yesterday, I slept off in the arms of love
Just before the voice of the owl will hove,
the flapping wings of birds seeking where to hide
and voices lowered as the lights went dim...
...waiting for today
opeyemi, BORISADE, 10 kwietnia 2012
In my picture when I sleep at night
Down by the rivers when the moon's at height
When the waters are cool & so thrill
Or the sounds I hear holds my breath still
The voice of an unseen bids me not to fear
And a great winged creature'll flutter from up there
Then the troubled river things'll sing their song with ease
While I find my way to the gentle morning breeze
I believe there are such beings as angels
'Cause I have felt the touch of their immortal fingers
opeyemi, BORISADE, 10 kwietnia 2012
Yesterday, we found comfort in eachother's hearts
And grace in eachother's arms as though for eternity
How so soon the clouds gather at winter
As distrust plants its seeds in the womb of our minds
Now yesterday'll fade as if never it was
And today fills with dark scary clouds
The bridge between us I fold for good
And bid you farewell from this shore forever.
opeyemi, BORISADE, 6 grudnia 2011
I've strayed through the passages of life and love
Felt its hot and cold winds blow
It's awesome fangs not a bit suspending
And my heart'll shrink as if to extinct
Twice I'd blurred the chalk on my slate
To assume another episode, perhaps to start
Each time would lapse into fantasies that dwell in sleep
Only to awake and find me cleaning up again
You showed up at such a time in my little life
And have changed my world in ways words can't trace
So, I'll wish my time might reel back to its birth
Where I can start my life over again... but this time with you.
opeyemi, BORISADE, 6 grudnia 2011
Who knows where my angel hides?
Who can tell where my treasure lies?
Who can bring me the one that starve my eyes?
Though she be gone, yet thrills me like ice!
She dies with the night and rises with the morning sun
And seem to all unsure as infatuation
I'll seek to know where she spends her nights
And'll find her gently snoozing here in my heart
So I long for the sun to stay up high in the moon's stead
As the one in there would only touch as a passing breeze
I long for her to touch not just my heart but my arms too
Please angel in my heart, show up and fill my arms.
opeyemi, BORISADE, 6 grudnia 2011
Twice or thrice today the rainbow shone after tender showers
Thrice or four times I'd seen a gang of white horses in the skies
The fifth time yet I count of the eclipse casting gentle blue light
As I pluck the sixth string on my little guitar's chest
I'd awoken this morning to a sparrows steady song
From a sweet dream in the snows, dancing with fairies quite so long
And in the tips of my fingers were placed the ten greatest stars
In the middle of each I engraved the image of your face
The sun gently closed its eyes as if a passing breeze it were
And the gentle showers start to drip again just as all day it did
Tonight...I dance with surprises
As I await the midnight moon to embrace you, oh mother of wonders
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