Boluwatife Alabi
@boluwatifealabi
1 year ago

#poetry


THE DARK NIGHT

There comes a very dark night,
Here awaits an unseen morrow that's so bright,
The moon will still never change,
But when the night comes, I'll change.

Today is going and tomorrow is rejoicing,
Without knowing he's coming to become yesterday,
The unseen I and you do not see today,
It's a morrow we all yawn for; because it's unending.

Tomorrow I seek will sure become dark,
The better morrow I seek is definitely my night time,
The unseen that I see without foreseen; tomorrow is an unending sea.

In the beautiful garden of my head,
There fly many species of birds,
One sings apala of old ages,
Another sings of juju that life is flexible,
One also give gossip sweet melody that morrow is invisible.


These birds are saying; live as if there's no morrow,
Wonder why?
For indeed there might not be opportunity to see tomorrow,
These birds discovered the unseen that hid.

©Boluwatife Alabi. O

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