Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: poems of love

  • Silent Thoughts

    silent thoughtsa gentle nightmemories sportand pillows softa starry twilightcheerful heartsto silence listenharmony knownbeginning and end

  • Orbits of Love

    Your eyes are like orbits of loveWhere stars shine in the reverie I let you know thisYou – a creator of happiness,And every time you smileMy heart sings a tune of bliss

  • The Night is Pregnant

    Now it’s raining again! The clouds quietly gather For Night is heavy with child And ready to yield pots of water! Lightning draw caricatures Across the blackened skies Frightening all who are awake These expectant clouds Or mischievous lightning Knew to keep heavy sleepers awake

  • Mist

    Mist like smokeDoused upon hutsMessenger of earthThat cling to hills Most, the color of palm wineWell gathering on mustachesOf men, old and youngA cover for wary rodents Mist, nature’s courierImpostor to manySteering to paths unchartedWhere fortune or failure lay

  • I felt roses by Alexander Okoroji

    It was a dream, The deepest of it, The silent have it, But this moments stole it, I whisper a little, She knew, It was love, She felt it, I never wanted it back, I gave it, A shyly shaky witty love. Oh no, What if I dent the colours, I spoilt it with odours,…

  • Life, A Walk In The Park

    Life is like a walk in the wooded green park Where strange fine flowers and plants grow, And pests; rodents, bunnies and insects abound On the roadside will be mistletoes, thorny roses, even cactuses With so many harmless weed plants sprouting all about They hurt if one touches them and won’t If one will let…

  • Woman

    The braids on your hairTypical of an African womanBlack and natural. Well fitStraight cheekbonesMixed into hair,Like a young gazelles face.Your nose is like the fine basketWhen you breathe, it’s a wonderSame with your walk on flowers When you dance, you smile,Showing teeth, unspoiledThe teeth: white and strongPerfect fitWhen you love, it is realYou’re black and…

  • Sound of Dance

    I heard the sound of shuffling feet As they moved on the dry grassland So I waited for the style for tonight Lost in the musical earth, Of grassy turns, faded sighs, A generous puff of midday wind, Trapped in a box of an eager heart

  • Muse: Nightfall

    Nightfall, one of tremendous cold, Glowing stars, showing the path Another stanza, a song of the heart Driving through the darkest sky An emotion known only to the herder

  • The Rain Returns All

    Poets as Lovers I assume all poets are lovers. So every poet love can be compared to a hysterical character. I put it thus: a poet’s love is like a crescendo, other times it goes decrescendo or fairly in between. It may be lenient, sometimes it’s wild! So pay attention to your impressions, my friends.…

  • Serenade

    Busy bees are hairy and elegantThe wind sour with her fury flightRoses are red, honored by the breezeThe night shivers in this chilly sneeze For you, I’m a nightingale of twilightAnd I shall chant a serenade tonight

  • Sweet Lemons by Njabulo N.

    Twists You may agree that lemons are not as sweet as they look. Some of the species are not just sour but bitter. When life gave us lemons, we learned to make lemonade and every poet knows how to paint this well. Enjoy this piece straight from eSwatini. Sweet Lemons I wish I could use…

  • Muse: I’ll Go With You

    Muse: I’ll Go With You

    Green trees may turn grey Life may be sweet or sour Day and its hosts, rise & fade But I will go with you Wherever the wind leads

  • Set my sail

    1 I set my sail to your heart dearest gold I hope to sail till my strong hands grow old,  To lands where the flower nectars bust And we glad that the blue ocean sail with us 2 I set my sail to your dream, my puppet I hope to dance with you as the…