BOLUWATIFE ALABI. O

 

My Whisper From Hell

Take me back to where empty mind was,

Take me back to where laughter can't be forced, 

Take me back to where strength wasn't found,

Let I be taken to the young age,

Where worry and stress are stranger. 

Come take this moment,

Like dirt from the grains,

For it presents itself with darkness,

Like the depth of an ocean,

Or I say_ This moment is void and darkness. 

Mine weak spirit staggered around,

Searching for a miracle, 

Where not only magic can never birth wonders,

A vanity search. 

Mine soul wishes to be kept,

Like beast that can devour the earth, 

I seek solace even in hell,

Hoping divine could help. 

The jar of my solace was broken,

The wall that guided mine laughter is being cracked,

My flesh wishes to be unseen,

My pride was by me crushed. 

All eyes that see yesterday was closed,

All mouths that laughed with me in the past,

Now speaks of my flaw,

All hands that are long become short,

My hope left me in my misfortune. 

I wish I become a deity,

Forks says they enter the ground,

I wish I am seen no more_

Without death doing his work,

Oh, I see the tiny opening of heaven,

Hope that would bring life back like that of yesterday. 

©Boluwatife Alabi. O

Fly Me Over

Falcons fly,

Eagles thrive,

Wind pry to the sky,

I strive in privé. 

An apex calls for few,

To which a race is picked_ with sweat in dew,

My strive can't be view,

As my scramble remain pew. 

Fly me over,

Above all tower, 

Where peace can be shower, 

In a raining hour. 

Fly me over,

Above all high mountains,

Make me stronger in all pains,

Oh divine, make me stronger. 

©Boluwatife Alabi. O

BOLUWATIFE ALABI. O

BOLUWATIFE ALABI. O is a Nigerian writer, poet and an inspiration speaker. He's a Yoruba language educationalist. To him, poetry on its own is joy giver because he found solace in writing poem. He believes all that human needs to understand the moves of life lies in poetry and that's why he's been investing his knowledge and time in poetry.