Michael Ayoade
@michaelayomide775828
1 year ago

BEFORE CROSSING THE SEA

Before they cross to the other side of sea,
Our fond heart enslaved by intimate eyes,
Even goodbye says by our carefree,
Then the bond of our affection fries,

We distaste the fragrance of their sweat,
wallowing in mystery of hatred and distress,
Or their clothes that never parch from wet,
Our emotion saunter in nonchalant and digress.

The wealthy conjecture contaminates our mind,
Either lavish or stingy both entangled with fault,
So they always equivalent to a bunch of kind,
The spite in us rumbles from the depth of naught.

On haggards faces compassion resides behold,
Everyday they stop not wailing for succour,
But we despise their sorry voices pulling us to hold,
An hysterical laughter turns their agony to humour.

When time crashes and they fade like night star,
Then bitter tears match down our cheek,
Our eyes scarlet and waves the loathing afar,
Now the emotions strive climbing to the peak.

Haven't we been suffering a bit of their cuddle?
Many ditched with shame before the death of time,
Isn't their absence something worth of riddle?
Daring our actions with wild solitude and mime.

Clearly their fragrance toast us during the cold,
Still our lonely hearts freeze helplessly away,
The once rebukers seeking the deads like gold,
Perhaps the remorse reshapes our posture today.

_Michael Ayoade

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