Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: song

  • Dream

    You came as a Dream to me This Dream has made me beautiful

  • Spring

    Green and red leaves may fall When spring sing from tree tops And blue skies are her muse

  • Music in me

    They say you are the reason why they sing, I say you are the song in my heart.

  • A shepherd’s song

    There’s a song known only to a shepherd, When evenings come and the sun light fade He sits with his sheep in the barnyard And plays the guitar through the early night Hounds howl, but his lyrics reassures his flock Stars gather across the sky to listen, he winks at them And when he retires,…

  • Shepherd Lore

    Dusk is messenger of sunset, birds fly away, hills sink, Fireflies become touches to guide the Shepherd through hills and valleys; nothing troubles man and sheep more than the thought of warm wool and smell of hay

  • I Felt Roses by Okoroji Chidiebere Alexander

    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,…

  • A Shepherd’s Song

    Evening airs are comfort to a tired soul, Which all morning was submerged in wool, Cuddled by cute lamb, fresh and beautiful. Up in the skies, glittering stars play their role Stories of the giraffe and the moon they tell, How the giraffe ate the sickly moon half! As the Shepherd lay down on the…

  • Love Song

    Still recalling our love story How smiles turned to warm hugs And how our hearts beat loudly To the rhythm of the quiet night

  • A Shepherds Lullaby

    Another evening, another night The day is gone fast asleep All about is darkness, moonless Safe from stars, up and white Which shone upon the sheep And upon the Shepherds stress Always, it is airy in the country The folklore is the peoples joy Now and then, the bard came For boys and girls, it…

  • Three Musings: Poetry, Walk in my Dreams and My Tree House Library

    1 Poetry Records; minutes of past and fun memories flood in, sad and happy Creating; nothing but me again and again, I rather be me still Poetry: one beautiful happy thing that gladdens me It dances in my soul, it is much my own, my freewill 2 Walk in my Dreams Yes, you told me…

  • Thankful Psalm

    l feel your warmth Jehovah The peace and comfort You gave Now the sun shine thru my curtain Strings of beautiful colors I see Oh Jehovah, You are Awesome The sky blue clouds stand at ease You stand out, You are Handsome! The love I feel, undescribable The life I have, gracefully blessed He loved…

  • Africa’s poetale

    Africa is a budding cocoon A shy, fragile and cute butterfly With shaky wings meant to fly Living, in a desperate world Africa is the gigantic tree That grows by the side of the river Shielding the lengths of the forests And feeding the lifes around it Africa is a mountain highly peaked With white…

  • Alherin

    When the clouds are dark with the rain imminent And the banks overflow with abundance When the scorching sun dries the mud into cakes And leaves the land barren with no fruit The grace of the Lord leads us ahead Bringing us all manner of good tidings Let the Lions roar up the rocks and…