Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: a muse

  • Muse: Swift Stream

    The blue stream flow swift Three patient toads sit aghast Waiting for the current to pass

  • A Tale of Two Rats

    Gather around the fireplace Sit and have some warmth It is a cold night, is it? But we must tell this tale So listen to what I have to tell! *** Once upon a Time and Place In the great wilderness that lay away from the highway And away from much civility, lived a very…

  • Musing of a Lover

    I have thrown caution to the wind, and when I looked back I caught you staring Your smiles warm my heart as the suns mildness upon the Earth on summertime The birds sing on the branches outside, to me it is a welcome song of you and your voice The grasses around the Rose flower…

  • Teach my Heart

    Reach my hands Help me stand firm Draw me close to Your embrace Let me see the beauty of Yout Love Teach my heart To do the needful To slay not time in any way But to master the seasons of wealth Touch my words That I may speak only wisdom Let my lips heal,…

  • The moon and night plays

    Yells, cries of children disturb the nights silence In the moonlight they dance, they play in the distance Casting shadows upon the lonely tree’d pathway Tumbling on sands, caring not for neither man nor scorpion They make figures, people and tall castles of clay Happily they yell, desiring nothing under the queer moon Meanwhile the…

  • The Tree leaves fall

    Permit me a sec before reading this piece. I am pained to see the world destroy green life, I feel the grieve of these wonderful creatures, I feel even worse knowing I might not be able to save all the trees from the cruelty of my own kind. You all know that the trees are…

  • A muse: And Today I am Human First!

    1. ”Do you know why people miss it a lot? We love things and not people We love money and not someone We love machines and gadgets And will give those our time and concern While the world dies from human pain and poverty The world dies from neglect and carelessness So much machines are…

  • I wish

    I wish I could smile forever Sometimes it does not come so I wish I was to pick comely flowers Out in the fields where grain grow I wish I could help the dying world Though it seems some wish otherwise I wish the nights are free of the cruel cold For those who have…

  • A muse: The Eclipse

    Today I woke hopeful Thinking about yesterdays news It is already past the hour And there is no eclipse here Hmmm… Maybe it is happening Somewhere, Vancouver or Siberia But here it seem like a saturday Not much traffic of people like before I told a friend of mine about this And she asked… ‘What…

  • A muse: Love

    Days pass to weeks weeks to months Roses grow to shrubs from greens to oranges The dawn to dusk path of life is made so; seasons come and go so do memories When it shines we remember the rain when it storms we remember the sun Nothing is absolute nothing will be perfect without love…

  • Fallacy of love

    Dear Diary… When two hands merge, they stick together Lending, caring, hoping and loving The stream of cord bonding both Strictly fight for their loves survival Distractions sprout up the root of the creeping weed Tearing apart the bond that once lived happily I crave for some fresh air in the open I love to…

  • The Wind

    There was heavy wind, swooshing about Just behind the hut where the pots lay Now it surged. Paused, Sudden… Play The wooden doors creak restlessly Like horses surround’d by wild dogs Near the bush, the wind whipp’d tree logs The sweet fragrance of other houses came The stench of the sewages woke up And roofs…

  • A muse: Diary of a Traveller

    Dear Diary… It is very early morning And I wake to go home After a nice breakfast Of Indomie and… I ‘hijacked’ a ‘Took-took’ To take me to the park Okay, it was very cold Last night… I warmed up with a sweater But yet the Night was cruel Now, it is quiet warm Some…

  • Musing: I wonder

    I wonder if it was a crime to love Or yet a sin to even try at all; But then memories sift into time Amazed to the worlds littleness, The world seeks after lust A shrug I must to this vanity To love oneself is true happiness But as the nights turn to days And…

  • Oke’s Poetale: The Duck Tale

    Once upon a blue quiet lake Beside a green florishing forest Lived a Duck and her chicks All day they waddle about Enjoying the peaceful serenity But a day came and the Duck Brought her chicks all around her ‘Quack quack Daak’ she began Turning to the nearest chick ‘You have been friends With the…

  • A muse: Stormy Night

    After the long day The storm has its way But come what may we lived to say

  • A Muse: The Corn and The Beetle

    One day a black beetle Sat amused at the sight Of her neighbour from her tree shed “Oh how awful you look” She would say, grinning “You werent like this Some few months ago!” “How do I look?” The Corn asked blushing “You look stalky, long and hairy I dont like hairy guys!” “Well we…

  • Musing: All Things Beautiful

    Queues of tiny cute rabbits Unperturbed and playing in the corn fields Eagles watching patiently over them Neon-lit streetlights in the dark Scents of the Rose and the Marigold Calls of the Patridges across the forested waterfalls Emeralds dressed in flower-smiles Yesterday was fast snoring, again Cakes of snow; Hopes beautiful painted in artful sceneries…