Quest Solvent

Pains entrant from the outside

Feelings felt on the inside

Loud and clear via pinnae

Yes, you heard

Call to this great quest

The need for a solvent

Perplexed of life's mysteries

Depress the press

The press in your head; answers for questions

Actions and decisions

Who shall proffer?

Whence shall they emerge?

©Adejobi Israel Oreoluwa

Sire Gentle

The air beneath my feet is made of bricks

I could tell just from the feel

With each step tempting a peel

You melt my heart to stone

My soul crushed to bone

To the skies I cry via telephone

Dooms day I wish to postpone

Save me the drone

Make me a clone

Right outta my rib cone

Or at least fix me this hone

Same which I have and do hone

Lest I writhe 'n moan

Sick am I of my very own tone

By now, Your light should've shown

None other have I got

You alone fuel my breathing gut

Boy, am I an-hungred...venison of Your pot

Signaled Verizon, safe in cot

Pass me not "Sire Gentle"

Cast thy sight to behold my tears

Hear my humble cry

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ©Adejobi Israel Oreoluwa

Voila

You dream of hope

You dream of change

Fire, Love, Death, Life

Turns out the dream is all real

The answer to this quest

All that is needed to solve life's mysteries

Finally shows itself

Like the glowing light of a new dawn

The rays of morning light

Streaking in through gap between the curtains

Emanating outta its long-term hiding place

VOILA!

                                                                                                         ©Adejobi Israel Oreoluwa

Together

Worry at bay? You don't say

This day not of (for) the fray

Nonetheless, help is on the way

Dramatic like stage-play

Together, we'll smile and sway

Dew

Like a blossoming flower

Under watery heaven-sourced showers

They bloomed

Ne’er again to be doomed

Their hearts were tight-knitted

Tho' they knew it not

Their wish already granted

All and more upon perfect plot

A marvelous course charted

An exceeding capacitance; uncontainable in their thought

So they stayed

!YES!

!Oh YES!

YES, they stayed...

They stayed under the dew....

They stayed long....

                ....

                   .....and;  !THEY were WET!