My Poetry Diary

I remember tupsy, So cute when young She was then 22 - 24 Back then, socially strong. She wears her gown short, Her eyes like the glowing sun, She knows how to tease a man Life was just a piece of fun. She has a couple of man-lovers, A girl has to look good and fine, And that gentle dedicated boy lover, Thought he has a priceless piece of pie Tupsy rides on the Promiscuous horse, Her back-view others wantonly ride, Her body carries the fifty shades of gray, Under her youthful skin she hides. 24/7 on social media and the rest, Her fingers twin with screen and keyboard, "Can you be Forever young?" Nah.. Adulthood almost on board She and her likes, Tamed by the world they live, The firmness of the chest now sags; A fallen pride like a fallen leaf. The twenties has flown, 33 in toll Past deeds are sometimes irreparable, The creator can not be blamed For making time so inevitable.. Youthful energy dis

The Elders are here, The summon is near; The city damsels' on rampage Chanting no way to baby child marriage; Can this be real? A girl child for adult meal? My country law men on the news again ! No place for my clans men to bargain again ! Freedom I plead, Enough you make the girl child bleed Lets bury the scythe and the greed; Freedom for Girl child we need. The Elders now back to their abode, A message for us to teach our child at-home; Mama should hide them from this malady, Before they violate our clans' sanctuary. Those Girl’s mothers’ has grieved and weep, With vengeance they reap and sleep, They cried aloud for justice to rain; But the cloud is solid and we strain    Alone and lonely The Girl Child waits, For that moment her being would be exceedingly great; In a world her existence wont be a bait, For the wolves to hate as a gender fate. (Poem: “Freedom for Girl Child” by Olorunleke Odubote)

Recently at a wake keep, Of my Clans' man taken to his knee He took the path of eternal sleep; At the wake of his own last-supper meal His linen plain garment askew, His muted lips at the last muttered words, His head tilted as if listening to the adieu Maybe when below the ground he can hear the birds, The precious sounds he once savored, Maybe they sound now as discorded thoughts, Those sweet scents we once flavored, Maybe far below the ground it simply rots, Piece by piece; The flesh melts away to eternity; Can this be the path way beyond?.. Lives drawn through the pipes of vanity Lazarus was awoken From the unstoppable slumber: Can this be done again? Many people plunder ! The guardians can no longer be found, The warriors had since all gone below, The journey below the ground.., Traversed by ancestors that ruled long ago! Under his watch, my clan was safer His sandal would long be at lone and empty, The journ

On a day when the sky was blue  A little shower with a blossom bliss  My little charming queen came anew  Born to life with a gentle ease  It was a Saturday in January  From an aperture: I saw the sky  In the distance: I saw the sanctuary  My darling Agbeke born a star  It took me awhile like a race  More than a decade and some years  Before mercy brought again your face  Now a worry heart has no fears  Agbeke: a dream come true  An angel I saw at the heaven's gate  When the sky was pure and blue  Giving hope to my joyous little faith  Her voice like the softest timbre  Her smiles like a tender child  Her body like an idol from a timber  Her presence can calm a turbulent tide...  Agbeke: a dream come true  My sunshine, my partner thou hath  I met you, i became fresh and new  Giving life and love to my able heart  Agbeke like the good river goddess  Her beauty no one can sketch  So strong and like the boldest  He

Blinking.. thinking, over my parchment for thee, To sing thy praises for the world to see, Then I remember how humble and cheerful you are; Olalekan Abdul you are adorned with a shining star, A toast to thee a leader to the core; Thou that play and make fun at its raw; “LA” as we all fondly call, Thou also pray and teaches like Apostle Paul”, Long live to you and ever more.. I spread my palms in front of you, Through them you will see the truth; Of how much you mean to all and me; Lekan Abdul you are blessed and it’s meant to be, “May your days unfold to light, To awake thy joy to ethereal height, As we toast to the day you were born; May the heaven open its prosperity doors,” We will celebrate thee forever and a day, Thou the noblest and meekly of all; The CEO that ploughs for all to feast, Even as the economy drowns and Naira falls.. For the first time in a long time, I felt so sure, If we can have LA and those that are pure;

O' saxophone , I tune to thy name Thy voice unwind in me, The uplifting of thy reign Thou has been from ages, Thy golden chest we pressed, Thy lip responds to our wavering bids Unmindful of the nails that pierced Thy strings immortalize, Through thy ethereal chords, I will savor thy beauty, Like the arm of the gods Who makes note like thee ? Thou the bravest of sounds In thy meekness we breathe, Thy vocals walks with no bounds Those sounds thou make, It awakens and soothes, Like an opium of the south, Wantonly high to thy hoots Thou calm the deadliest, Thou raise the dreaded O' saxophone ; Without thee am dented . Poem : “O’ Saxophone” by Olorunleke Odubote

Today I saw the bar, Of my countrymen in gray , Over the shout of 'shun sir' My body hewed in fray; They came at a start, Asking for particulars and stuffs, They roam with tiny boots like ants, After the Envelope they dissolve They came a time in their van, Hooting profusely like injured owl, They tagged my garri seeds as a ban Which I inherited for my clan to sow, Hurriedly my bowls in their coffers Some soiled and they are lost; With envelope again they sober, With that they vanish like the frost Not far within a cycle of moon's leg I saw them again in our market, My clans men left aside their ego to beg, So not to end up in their darkest... But this time we have none to give; The season was tough and harvest is far; They bagged us and called me the thief; Until I found myself beyond the bar, Poem : “Gray and Bar” by Olorunleke Odubote