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Folabi Oginni Poem
God is many things
Among those, an artist
The sky, his blank canvas
Sprinkled with hue of varying intensities
The sun
A golden fiery orb
Emitting light for all to see
To me, it's pure symbolism of
What Jesus is
And what we should strive to be
To be the light of the world
Not being consumed by the darkness
Of the worldly ones
I fail, and I stumble
Trying to keep up with society's ideals
Wear this, say that, do this
It's a controversial thought, but
Let's live how God intended
Spreading love!!
The moon the sun's faithful partner
The silver glow of the moon
casts a soft, ethereal light
over the landscape,
creating a tranquil ambience
that invites reflection and peace.
To me, the moon symbolises
Finding beauty in the darkest of times
Not the vague superficial type of beauty
Only looking at looks for looking sake
None not in any way
But to look upon the beauty of souls
Of hearts and of the mind
Truly I believe
God is an artist
Copyright © Folabi Oginni | Year Posted 2025
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"Ode to You"
You, the girl who learned to wear two worlds —
Nigeria braided into your roots,
England stitched into your stride.
A quiet voice that holds galaxies,
a sharp mind that slices through doubt
but never forget the softness of being human.
You, the one who stands at the crossroads:
white lab coat dreams, ink-smudged notebooks,
football boots still carrying yesterday's grass,
your hands balancing test tubes and metaphors
like they were born for both.
You, who listens first, speak with purpose.
The head girl who knew the power was more than a badge,
the sister who tutors not just with answers,
but with patience.
The youth leader who stands steady
when the world tilts for others.
You rewrite the rules —
not loud, but firm.
Not rushed, but relentless.
You are the kind of person
whose story bends toward meaning,
whose heart beats for the future,
but whose feet stay planted in the present.
Medicine will suit you.
So will poetry.
So will leadership, laughter,
and every brave thing you've yet to name.
You are not lost, nor late, nor lacking.
You are the author, the artist, the architect
of a life only you can build.
And you will.
You already are.
Copyright © Folabi Oginni | Year Posted 2025
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Those icy blue glances,
laced with silver moonlit streaks,
glistened in the late summer sun.
Shaped in little orbs beneath lush brows,
they held a gaze too intense to ignore.
There, my heart's curiosity once lay.
Did he know how much I adored the way he adored me?
How his laughter painted my days in gold?
Like a hopeless romantic lost in a midnight tale,
I let the story write itself—
stolen glances, quiet smiles,
a smirk that felt like a secret between us.
But love is not a fairytale, nor a mural,
and I—
I was never meant to be someone’s.
Not his, not anyone’s.
Yet, in the silence where his voice once lived,
I find the echo of what we almost were.
The wind still hums his name,
a whisper of something unfinished,
but I let it drift,
softly, like a memory that never quite became love.
Copyright © Folabi Oginni | Year Posted 2026
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Wrapped in a bubble
Of inescapable sorrow
Joy out of reach
Hoping for a new day
A day all will be lost
To start life afresh
Let go of the hurt
Inflicted by one’s kindred
Blurred voices reach out to me
Wishing to save me from myself
Some live,
Others die trying
Every word uttered is pain
Because of them who hurt me
I should be vengeful
Strangely a sense of relief washes over me
As realization dawned
At noon time
Let go of the demons within
And accept help
Waging wars and thrashing thunders
Yield no success
Alas Kiara is saved by his stripes
She is healed.
Copyright © Folabi Oginni | Year Posted 2026
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You say i am loved
When i feel worthless and unlovable
You say i'm beautiful, without flaw or blemish
When i’m insecure about every inch of myself
From the belly folds to thick thighs, stretch marks tattooed all over me,
My chubby cheeks, my asymmetrical face
You say I am courageous, that I could trample on snakes
When i feel weak, fragile and vulnerable
You say I am a masterpiece
When i feel irrevocably worthless
When i say, “i can’t do this anymore”,
You remind me i can do all things through you
From the mundane tasks like doing dishes
To impossible dreams: a published author, doctor
Business woman, philanthropist
In this era where nonchalance is cool,
You gave me a soft heart
That still strives to be kind, caring and loving
Every. Single. Day.
I fall, I fail, I cry, I scream
But you never let me fully give up
I keep moving toward my purpose
Whether I'm flying, running, walking or crawling
There’s a fire in my heart
This unexplainable burn
This fiery passion to be the best i can possibly be
And then a little more
When I say I’ve messed up too much
You say I am forgiven.
It’s an undying love you have for me
To see all my flaws, insecurities and sins
And still choose to carry the cross for me
A simple sinner,
That runs headfirst into her sin
Like a dog running back to its vomit…
Yet you welcome me with open arms,
Loving me unconditionally whether i reciprocate this love or not
And if there's distance between us
It’s not because you moved.
You remain at the table- waiting.
It makes me want to cry
Knowing I fled from your loving presence
To chase temporary pleasure
While you stayed with outstretched hands
Welcoming me back
No matter how far I've strayed
When I say I am lonely
You say you will never leave me nor forsake me
How sweet is your mercy
To have a shoulder to cry on
Is the greatest blessing
To my wretched, weary soul.
Copyright © Folabi Oginni | Year Posted 2026
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Laced with golden caramel streaks
Glistening in the July sun
Shaped in little circle orbs
Right below those lush and lustrous brows
There, my heart loves lies
The pair of them stare intently
Does he not know my heart yearns for him?
Day and night, they howl in intense agony
For fear of and desperation for love
It is a hopeless romantic midnight tale
"Chico, the eyes they never lie", they say
Before my soulmate landed in front of me
I thought it was all just a phrase
A mere phrase complete of meaningless nouns
Yet now, staring across to my mystery lover
My secret admirer
My knight in gold foil armour
I realise that love is nothing but a verb
They exchanged glances across the room
A smirk, a smile, a laugh
Oh dear, it just seems to be
That I must be experiencing my one true love
Alas, my fair lover, my heart is all yours
Take it. You must.
For I have no need of it if not to love you
Your light-colored crystal gems look upon me
Reflecting that gleam
Of unique warmth, no other eyes showed
All day, I dream about the time
My own cocoa-coloured lenses
Shall meet with those azure gems
They say love is art
But all I love about you can't be fully captured
Within those murals and paintings
It drips through onto the paper
Inescapable words about my deep love for you
It feels like an eternity of solemn sadness
The silence hums where your laughter once lived
An echoing echo of absence
Time drags its feet without you
Each second is a stab to the heart
Stretching the hours into hollow hallways of waiting
I replay your voice like an old song
But the echoes slip through my fingers like mist
The wind still carries your name
Like a flashback of our past
But without your warmth
Or smile when you look at me
It feels like all but a miniature whisper to no one
All I wish is to whisper back to those pointy ears of yours
Is how much I'm in love with you
Three words, eight letters
Say it, and I'm all yours
Copyright © Folabi Oginni | Year Posted 2026
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