THE CRADLE (ISSUE 7)
MY SUNSET, FULL OF DAWN
by Balogun Olabode
that day my father called me in
and muttered i’d be really travelling;
his words painted a pale-rural city,
i emptied a reservoir of tears from my eyes.
that sacred night my mother talked to me
hinting how i had sunk in illness, gaunt me!
stunned i was, as when crisis just arrived
no panacea dwelt in my brainy archive.
that noon green govt. made a clarion call
declaring of my wanted service in kaduna
boko haram! echoed from heart’s megaphone
how seeming-rosy life can be full of thorns!
but amidst this ocean of ripples, is this maid
this rare rosy damsel, with great braids
who refreshes my sunset into cool dawn
and makes my morning bloom in fun.
when innocent souls sleep, i am thinking:
not of pale pictures of illness, but kaduna’s musing
her sight alone is a dictionary of romantic words
i read her like a poetic novel of symphonic world!
Balogun Olabode hails from Agege in Lagos State. As a lover of art, he writes, sings and drafts drawings. He’s an SSS 2 student at Life Academy, Iyesi Ota, in Ogun State. He’s an upcoming novelist and Poet Olajuwon Joseph Olumide, his Literature & English teacher, edits his works.
by Osalam Wosu
Upon your beauty thus I do gaze
Wrapped in each other; a perfect maze
I’m stung by your love; oh yes I am smitten
You woo me with eyes, cute as a kitten’s
There are no worries when my head on your bosom lies
All thoughts of the world and fear in my heart dies
My lips and yours can make perfect magic
But when they do part it’s none short of tragic
The feel of your skin on mine is perfection
On your neck I lay kisses to get all attention
You yearn for me so, you can’t spell rejection
In this we are together, no room for defection
Into your very being I want a glance
The journey puts you into a trance
From gradual strokes to a high tempo prance
Trust me, this ain’t my last dance
I lose my soul in this exercise
I will take what I want; I’ll be precise
You speak a lot by being concise
My body for you will suffice
An angel at Eden’s gate; no way through
Only a peek into paradise I offer you
Euphoria by midnight is long overdue
The inferno within you burns so bright and true
From the ashes you emerge; a smile on your face
This test of pleasure I passed with an ace
To prove my dominion against all others in the race
To give you a peek into Eden; that lovely place
Osalam Wosu was born in 1996 in Port Harcourt, Nigeria. He is currently studying Chemical engineering in the Federal University of Technology, Owerri. His first scrapbook Supernal Mind is forthcoming.