Not my fault:
That I’m attracted to you
That I want you all for myself
Not my fault that I’m falling in love
It’s not my fault that I always want to be with you.
It’s your beauty,
Your smile,
Your intelligence,
Your personality,
Your awesomeness.
It’s not my fault that I want you
It’s your fault for being almost perfect
A LOVE STORY THAT ENDED IN BLOOD SHED
All of my life, I take few things seriously. Very few things. But the one thing I don’t joke with is the only woman in my life. My dear Beatrice.
“I will love you till I die or I will die trying” was the promise.
Soaked in his blood and staring at his detached head. “I am so sorry Kolade, I just had to make sure that you keep your promise to my daughter.” I explained. Although I am not so sure he heard me.
When it comes to my daughter, Beatrice, you either love her till you die or die trying. I will always make sure of that.
This is the strangest feeling;
The weirdest feeling;
The feeling of butterflies in my belly, what is it?
I do not understand….
It’s like an ecstacy I can’t phantom;
He walks past and nothing else seems to matter, I just fall into this magical trance!
Your eyes, your dreamy brown eyes; I get lost in them by just starring at them, why?
The butterflies in my belly flutter when you smile; The Nightingale sings every time you speak, but I do not understand why;
Never have I been to cloud-9, but looking into your eyes takes me there every time
You walk into the room and all I see is Apollo bringing the sun to me
I wish someone could explain this feeling
I know I’ll understand someday;
The day when you’ll know I exist, the day you’ll finally look into my eyes, the day our hands touch;
Even if I have to wait till our hair turns gray and our souls leave our bodies, I’ll wait;
When all this happens, we will be together forever
This is one event I always wanted to attend
The event far away from everything and everyone I’ve ever known
I’ve always been a very shy girl, “daddy’s little girl”
But today, I have decided to break out of this domicile
I have decided break free of these shackles!
I ride away on my bike wearing my lucky leather jacket, to a never-ending concert of my life time;
To discover a whole new world of adventures.
You’ve loved
You were deeply in love
But to no avail
You lost your love.
Your heart is in pieces,
Your soul crushed
Plans scattered
And emotions in turmoil.
Allow me in
Let me be the cleanser
Your bringer of joy
Banisher of sadness
Harbinger of glad tidings.
Let me make a promise,
I love you as you are
As broken as you are
As crushed as your soul is
And nurse you back to life.
The pieces of thine heart
I will pick
And rearrange
And make you whole again.
But only,
If you allow me!
Olajumoke Adetoro…
Some ladies are destined to be great
But she is greatness personified.
A go to girl
In times of loneliness and despair
A good friend
Come rain, come sunshine
Cool, calm and collected
Beautiful, intelligent and friendly.
Humble, nice and charming
She is the full package.
Did I mention beautiful?
Whether low cut
Or braids
Or letting her natural hair free.
Adetoro is pretty.
Hmm, you see this lady ehn
Extremely gifted she is
Sings.
Plays soccer.
Athletics.
Writes poetry.
Oh! Did I mention she’s taken?
©Ridwan Akinkunmi Ajagbe
The moment Hannah said “I do”, her life was about to change forever and she never had a clue
She fell hopelessly in love with the son of the richest tycoons in the country (or so she thought), Mr. Kwame Philip a year ago and he had asked her to spend the rest of her life with him.
Fairy tale or not, he was her prince charming, she felt like the luckiest woman in the world
The wedding was exquisite, enough to eat, drink and merry.
At dusk, she decided to go back to her room. She didn’t call for Philip because he seemed pretty occupied.
As she walked slowly down the hall, she felt something or someone following her, she didn’t know what it was but didn’t dare to turn back.
She picked up her pace again and walked as fast as she could, but the figment remained behind her. Then she took to her heels till she got to her room.
She looked out the window and the courtyard that was once filled with people 5 minutes earlier, had become a graveyard!
She gasped!…She took her phone her phone and tried to call Philip but “Not available” it kept saying.
Hannah was perplexed!
She moved to the dresser, looked into the mirror and saw them!
In that fleeting moment, it all came to her, her prince charming, the wealth, the family….it was all a façade
She had been dinning with the demons from hell
In a dark and hoarse voice, they said “WELCOME TO THE FAMILY”
What do I miss about you?
You enquired!
I can’t live without you
I replied!
Feeling feverish,
Restless,
Going up and down,
Can’t seem to sleep or sit.
Can’t eat nor drink.
Like a doe on heat.
I can’t put a finger to it,
Nothing can soothe the pain
Apart from your voice,
Your face,
Your smile,
Your laughter….
Come back!
Where art thou?
Queen of my heart.
I miss you.!
©Ridwan Akinkunmi Ajagbe
We need ye help
We are helpless
We do not know what else to do
And who else to run to
Our streets are deserted
Our minds are crowded
With thoughts of wails
And screams of affected nations
Here we are,
With a plague that rise from Asia
Eating deep all over the world
With no means of alleviation
Our workplaces are empty
Even religious houses are vacant
Our world seems to longer belong to us
It has become a new thing we dread
Who else but you will rescue us
We look up to you mother nature
To ease our minds
And grant us your healing prowess
Sophocles Writes