ÅPÓNBÉPORÉ
In distance I quake
With fatal abased
Am I damned dismayed?
By your name disdained?
Aponbepore, as red as palm oil
My illumine and light oil
Until you burned hot
And your warmth was taste wroth
You were a light with no flicker
A side equipped with quiver
But your arrow is at distance
And your warmth is gone tither
If I have my way
I’ll dream you nearer
Though I pray you bigger
Aponbepore, my delight is done away
Like a game thwart the hunt
Aponbepore if you hear my voice
Or read the lyrics of my poem
Would you hasten hither?
Back to my hands heavier
Sored by the pain of your loss
Laden by the tears of your void
Would you bid me no bitter
And tame my soul lighter
Like a milk and yogo butter
Till fear flee from my chest
And fear gives way in my dreams
Aponbepore would you be here
And give me the care that I dare
And say me the love I crave
Aponbepore did you hear me well?
Or have I swayed the meaning as a poet?
© Ganiyu Taofeek
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