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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
I am the
enigma
the
world
has
failed to
understand
i am a
mystery
beyond
my own
comprehension
i stood
toe to
toe with
the
agents
of
disdain,
and
smiled.
i
perpetually
root for
the
underdog.
i dwell
in the
underground,unconventional,
genre.
i'm
fascinated
by
villains.
my
heart is
lost on
an
island in
fiji,
i'm
saving
up miles
to re-
unite
with her.
i'm not
one for
conventions,
but i
adjust,
i try.
compromise
has
always
been an
option.
i abhor
cliches
but i live
with
them.
i've
never
been
content
with
mediocre,
but the
earth
somehow
expects,ordinary,
to
suffice.
Words,
my tool,
gift and
weapon.
i always
seem to
be at
odds
with the
elements,
my
supposed
wingman.
Money,
the fuel
of
existence,
i desire
above
others
In a
nutshell,
there
goes my
reflections.
Rather,
some of
it.
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2011
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
I'm lost in the sound,
lost in the music,
trapped in the decibel,
caged by the keys,
hidden in the rhythm.
The maze of harmony
complicates my gyrations
controls my movements.
Encore, over and again
is the pattern of this composition
I'm lost in the sound,
i dont wanna be found.
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2012
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
I just took a moment from my converse with the clouds, the elite of the sky
To relate the with the lay, at my feet
To ascertain the state of things
Oh mortal! How goes thy fate this late?
What fills thy weight with spite?
Ah, I see
It’s in the scenes in the sea
It’s in the kills for the feast
It’s in the beat of defeat
Survival, my fourth cousin
Seems to claim your cause
The blood I desire not.
Love, its antidote
Dwell scarce in the elements
The spirits of the late
Can testify to the fact
That tact, which we lack
Is the key to the earth
Is the seat of the prize
Nature has been good to you
Still, you squabble over its seeds
Money, the fuel of existence
Spills the seed of deceit
In the midst of your fist.
You become impaired
You deviate from plan
For utopia or its twin.
I’m not an angel
Nor am I your conscience
I’m called reality
And, I’m having a fit.
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2014
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
Her frayed soul revels
for along came Adonis
her pain thus deserts
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2010
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
The loss of reason
fuels the fire of violence
And society Sobs
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2010
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
North of here
behind the lighted walls
beyond the hills of cloud
and towers of ruin
lies a land of bliss.
In her coffers, dwell
perpetual serenity
clement elements.
Men can only dream
to sieze this paradise.
But its route and path
is jagged and broken.
Even the water,
threatens to swallow
her skirt.
She's been called lost
but still, round the
corner
there may wait a new
road
or secret gate
that opens her warmth
and reveals her
splendour.
Shall we commence,
on this quest of faith?
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2011
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
Amplified beauty characterizes deeply evoked feelings gotten here,
in June's klieg-light,
lighting many nation of plants,
quietly rendering senses towards utopia,
vanquished with xanthophyll.
Yellow zoophytes!!
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2011
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
Let this rain rain
Let its shower pour
God's supposed blessings
The thunder is drumming
lightening strikes incessantly
the blue sky is downcast
Day has turned to night
Alas,i feel a drop
but that's all i get
For hours,i stare and yearn
For the downpour from above
Unseen hands keep it at bay
Immortal forces deny us of it
My disappointment reaches its peak
I scream out like a pained dog
ALLOW THE RAINS TO ROLL IN!
but to myself do my voice hit
dejectedly,i start to trot away
Alas,i felt two drops
The sky opens and it all falls down
I kneel and savor the rain's cold
The gods must have been listening
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2010
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
my mouth munch with joy
the morsels flee my saucer
my mother's handwork
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2010
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Kolapo Olapoju Poem
Beautiful music warms my cochlea
Awesome footwork amuse my cornea
The spectacle dazzle my cerebrum
Oh splendid scenery,feed my Organs
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2010
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