In a bid to send my friend forth into another life entirely, I’d be starting a poetry series. This is to poetically lift her up as she ties the knot come 9th November, 2019.
She’s by name: Mary Barrah.
Mary studied English Language from the prestigious Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife, Nigeria.
Our paths crossed in the media department popularly known as OBS at the NYSC Orientation Camp. She has been a phenomenal female friend all the way – even at a point when our friendship went sour. I do not think I need to paint you how beautiful she is.
If you knew me, you’d understand I have a great deal with female friendships. But oftentimes, it gets so strong that people would opine that we’re into a romantic relationship. But, it’s all F9 parallels 😂.
Below is my first poem and I hope you enjoy it:
I felt like the bird with a melodious voice before he came.
My superheroic volume was loud whenever I see you around me
But I lost an intelligentsia to a tall thespian.
My first ever date was with my friend. It was a Sunday with a blaring sun.
Her face was menthol to my soul
So, when she offered me a glass of laughter, my ice-cream wasted.
But I lost an intelligentsia to a digital- inclined thespian.
When she said yes, my feather pricked but I didn’t know.
Tse-tse fly is another name for love
You don’t know what’s making you feel high once it bite.
So, she danced to his blues and acted his scripts