Ajoke you deserted me.
At the right night when the moon glowed,
My brightness, you abruptly ended.
Sun smiled but all my wry eyes saw was blood.
My birthday was another day to make hay
But your break light I saw not
Ringing you was never a barrier
Yet, you made your heart a shop of locks..
Ajoke, the only lamp that exchange stars.
Ajoke, this is not just a name but an experience
Ajoke, maiden queen with heavenly tongues
Mo ma ke o bii eyin oju,
Iwo ti e munu mi dun.
When I remember my first gift to you;
A poetry packaged in white papers
I saw love limping for joy in your eyes.
Butterflies were smiling their teeth
And you couldn’t help it either.
You acted right.
Ajoke, Dekunle’s garden is fast becoming a desert
Desert me not.
Let’s dine together and take frozen desserts.
Be like Simi,
Let my Adekunle also have a Gold.
© Adekunle Writes