Omolabake written by Komolafe John

The first four letters that brought you my way was fate.
Also, remember the four letters that brought you into existence was love.
Omolabake, this very four letters brought you into my life the same day my life aid was made.

Remember the first time I met you that I couldn't maintain a proper gaze. Even though I wonder if it was _shuku_ or _Adimole_ you had on, you still managed to find a way to sweep me off my feet.
And of course, I'm floored. Yes, I am.
The miracle in your steps, the way you dance like you've got diamonds meeting at your waist.

You are a symbol of black strength and much more than what they taught us in the history books of black.
The true gift the ancestors blessed us with, the hope, the dream for all you carry and rise.
Your skin absorbs the sun right from the creation of men, _ọmọ Àdùnní_

A look at you unveils the mystery behind God's first kind and the greatest of all his creation as the black woman you are _Omolabake_ .
I adore the sound from your feets as the _shekere_ matches the _bàtà_ dance of your town.
The earth adores your royal steps, a worthy princess from _Kabiyesi_ .
Come, follow me to my home and let me show you how men from our town fill water inside the jar.
While you teach my pot to make a good soup so the _ìbejì_ you bless me with won't regret the choice they made for a parent.

Make my world and be my peace always.
Make my daughters learn the skills and perfect touches of the _egusi_ you make so they showcase the beauty of our culture.

Love me only _olólùfẹ́_ and build my home.
So when they see my sons, they know they are the true sons of their father _ọmọ akin_ .

I'll walk your feet down to the water shore and pay respect to _Yeye_ because love found us in the streets of _oshogbo_.
Then let's take a tour round the globe also but let's not forget the great _Aláàfin's_ Palace.
The great places in your town as you accompany me to see the _ooni_ of _ife_ and see the beautiful _Odùduwà_ staff,
Not forgetting the root; oshogbo the true origin of our love story so they can tell the beautiful tales of the love even after we are gone.

_Omolabake_ Till the old age comes, when your skin can no longer feel my beautiful touch and my eye gets too weak to look at your beautiful wrinkled face,
While we await the call of destiny to see the heaven's beauty, never let go!

Where our love will never see the end line of time anymore


©Jay_Al
Komolafe John

Unspoken Words | Written by Akintola Akindele and Ayanlade Olawale

In my dark cubicle
I woke up full of life
I just had the greatest dream
A dream to propell me to the moon

But here I am
No destination in sight
No way forward
Unable to interpret

Letters become hard to find
Words failed me
Syllables out of sight
Sentences seems foreign

I think therefore I am,
Without words I think not,
For that which exists without words,
Void of expression,
Cannot come to be

An understanding of this I had,
With a creation of thought,
Which found expression within,
But not spoken to another,
Till it finds expression for the eyes

I wish I could tell it to another,
As it drifts within me,
From non-conceived to thought,
From thought to possibility,
I would wait till it becomes reality
And mutter, this unspoken words.


Written by Akintola Akindele and Ayanlade Olawale

WAKE UP written by Oke Oladayo

Let's leave that famous four letter words today
And converse on another beautiful matter.
What about those dreams?
Everything you said you'd do
Are you caught up with nightmares?
Or why haven't your dream come true?

But to every hands on desk
Fighting the dreads of poverty
Trying to conquer the hand to mouth syndrome
Your sweats are seen, they won't dry off in vain.
Just try more, crown awaits you.

For the newbies, seeing this cosmos as fun field
Still being fed either by silver or bronze spoon
I laugh in the language of the aliens
I do not understand their laughter
So does no one would understand when you're faced with realities.

©| Oke Oladayo, November 2019

AYOKA by Oke Oladayo

AYOKA

Letting alone the walls built,
Walls of war against our hearts;
Here I am, inside the unfriendly odds
Building castle for you my queen.
I know its arid, but I will dig!
Dig a well of peace beyond the crust
Where we would dream, live and love.
Ayoka, tie your gale, wear your ofi
My agbada is ready, its hand is colossal.
It can wrap your soul, body and spirit.
Open the gate of your heart
Let me park my cart.
Our blood and water need to collide
'Cos Mama reminded me of my age.
The hours of waiting has been casted
Into the valley of crying fire
Now it is time for you to espy my desire,
'Cos my palace awaits your arrival
Arrival of the queen that owns my heart.


(Ayoka is a traditional name from the south-western part of Nigeria.
Gale means hair tie
Ofi means traditional dress
Agbada means a traditional dress worn by men.)

Poem by Arin titled: What happened to us

What happened to us?
We’re still young,
We’re dumb,
Yet deep down we’re strong.
Loving you was not an option
Choose you to be my obsession
But what happened to us?

Screaming and Slamming doors
All in the name of what?
Your words tends to burn
Burning down my inner skin
Still I choose you over him.
What happened to us?

We’re too grown to be faking feelings
We’re all lost souls
Searching and trying to find true love
All those scars won’t heal up
I bent all rules for you
You still choose her over me!
What happened to us?

Broken in the world I masterminded
This fallacy wreaked me
The world is not silent
My pain is extremely loud
I lost myself while searching for you
Your memories ain’t worth keeping.
What happened to us?

Lovers of Art. (Life & Wait for me) Written by: Oyelami Oyebisi & Oke Oladayo

This Thing Called Life

Irrespective of race, age, ethnic, status or whatsoever
Everyone gets a taste of what life has to offer
Some gets a good one, others average or probably bad
In it people are exultant and also miserable
Yet even in misfortunes, misery and sadness
No one wants to let go of this thing called life.


Life is the mixture of pleasant and unpleasant happenings.
Here someone is shouting and leaping for joy,
There someone is dancing to the beats of anguish.
But the sky remains blue and the rain still falls on all.




Wait for me















 I may not tell you when I will be back
 I perchance didn't tell you anything at all
 Yes I acted so nonchalantly, so carefree
 I didn't reveal enough what I want
 I'm so bad at communicating my feelings
 You probably are in doubt of my feelings
 But one thing I know, it's you and you alone.
 So my love, wait for me.


 The see breeze echoed your name
And the winds spoke in your voice.
Your thoughts are lucid, dancing serenely in my heart;
Forgetting the flaws you created.
I heard wait, do you mean for you?
Or wait and see your shadow run again.
But if I'll wait,
I'll wait behind the shores of the endless darkness;
As I expect you walk to me in glitters.

IS IT STILL LOVE | Written by Oke Oladayo

When the weeping can't stop
When the smooth face gets rough.
Then, we met like we won't stop
Now, we see and five minutes is enough.

Now that our emotions stooped flowing
Now that the love seed stopped growing
Then, our discussion was free-flowing
Now, the light has stopped glowing.

When our activities now follows rhythm
And our well being has no meaning
When misunderstanding is the only prize we redeem
And conflict is the only side that's winning.

When the sea is reduced to stream
And the future is out of the dream
When the burning water is reduced to a steam
And the shinning star is reduced to a dim.

When the stories we started
Is completed, differently from each end
Is it still love that we share?
Or just a tale that will soon end.

Confused Lover | Written by Okoye Deborah

Confused lover

He smiles like the dolphins,
His teeth like the tower of  Babel,
Honey  and milk  flows  from his lips
He stood like the soldier of war.

Be my lover were his words
Why does his eyes says No?
I want eternity with you but
Why  does his body says No?

I want to play with your  lips all day,
Dancing to the  wave of the breeze with you.
Pick the roses the garden  threw at us,
Like  childhood friend we blabber relentlessly.

Now I  stand up to you
But you quiver like the weaver,
I look into your eyes
But you  remain mute like silence.

Even the evening  shone it's beauty ,
But like the smokes of Hades you spread an aura,
No songs of Solomon to his queen.
Who will bail you out of your  despair ?

He is like the  wave of the  sea,
His heart has swayed by the time ,
He tried to figure his like,
But like a child who lost  his way
He stared

BE MINE | Written by Oke Oladayo and Beloved John

BE MINE 

The time says dawn,

My heart sees dusk.

 This isn't stupid in love!

Years had held my breaths

Now they call on you.

My eyes bleeds your name

My sleep worships you.

Please be my king

And enslave my heart

 You may rule my world 

There is no need to ask.

Joy has set the throne 

Just come take your  seat.

Like the waves of the ocean 

Feelings perturbed my spirit.

It's decades already,

Let my soul walk away 

From the circle you built

Well crafted on your mind.

Hey, continue to swim 

In the waters of illusion.

I've found a dazzling maiden 

On my last visit to heaven 

My spirit melts at the glance of her.

Voice of her captivated my soul 

Though, yet to gift diamonds of admiration.

Who is she that steals my crown?

Let the heavens be ablaze.

In your comfort I remain,

To fill your bliss and feel your pain.

Woo be told, I'll die for you.

Close your balls, I'll be your sight  

All my life would watch your steps

While my tongue would serve your feast.

All my channels are routes to you

Walk this way to Canaan land,

Drink my milk with honey's divine 

Watch the feet i long to kiss.

Lead these thoughts with sweets from you.

Wake up from your deep slumber 

That dream would never last till morning. 

Listen to the beats of my steps,

They're on a journey to foreverland. 

I've sailed through the Pacific ocean 

To gift the zeal of affections.

In me is an engraved icon of her

Vastly built like the ancient pyramids. 

Her smile alone wears off my stress,

Though waiting to secure a moment.

Dreams brought the image of her,

My shadow featured like her figure,

Isn't this a divine merriment?

Now my lust knows sorrows,

My lingering pain could swallow.

These beats hits my angers 

They bid my ears to follow.

I wail to see you quiver 

Down the feet of another

Welcome my sleep, meet slumber!

Till he calls my number.

I would be his saviour 

When he asks my favour.

Sail well till forever, My dearest.

I blessed grace your sailor.

While I lay with silence at the shores of never.

Through my voyage in this city 

All I saw was clothing of pity. 

Rivers of feelings 

Flowing towards my rock. 

But I chose not to drink from your river.

Though your voice constipated my bowels

As your wholeness remained in me,

Your wholeness made me shiver.

But the soul mate in my dream

Has driven away the soul in me.

The one I long to kiss

Has ruined my joy within the tunnel.

So, let's both lay in silence at the shores of never.

© Oladayo Oke and Beloved John.

VOW | Written by: Oke Oladayo

Since have been imprisoned in your jail,
I have no other message to mail;
To other ladies traveling on rail.
`Cos without you I could become frail.
Forever will I bless that day,
That beautiful Wednesday
Which fate brought us together
And made our lives better.
Many are the birds on the sky,
But I've chosen to be your guy.
Many are the fishes in the sea,
But I want to be the only one that you'll see.
And even when it seems stormy,
And no one is ready to stand in gap as plumy.
Be sure I'll be by your right side,
And take you on a super ride
Away from the region of the raging sea,
To where nobody else could grasp or see.
I've poured out to you all my feelings now,
And to you it's tagged as my vow.

©Written by: Oke Oladayo

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POEM| Our Fortune for ill Luck Written by John Beloved

It was gladness made untamed when we left our spot for attention
Our garments soiled with danger as we try hard to hunt for fame


How crappy was our state at the point when our strength leads us astray?
We all are lost in the land of glitters while heading for the land of glory


Our fortune is an addict of ill luck and our fate took a walk around the village of the broken
And while we all are asleep
Paranoia knocks,
here comes the visiting stranger that might never leave


Oh yes! he never did
 but became our ruler and brought unto us more strangers for family and controllers of our lives.
Pareidolia smiles at us all, the gorgeous prostitute,we never could resist, we all became adulterers.


How sudden had it all happened, right before the thought of an eye twinkle
We were lost in this sorrowful land of glitters
 As slaves to king glamour
We married the lovely daughters of this land, pride.


As we abide by the rules to pretence
We fake our smiles outside the boundaries of our village
Working hard to feed our dear pride
For we never can dare to leave her jilted

 Our discussion with counsel, was a flashback,
In our thoughts we are lost in regret from the decisions we made action
Quite late for a return, for the gates from glitters has been sealed at our entry.