Jubril Balogun

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PLeasant words
That brews a smile,
Absolute rhymes
that lits the eye.
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Sometimes in our lifes', we come accross people from different works of life.
People that ceate a sort of impact in our lifes'.They participate in our dailly basis activities.
In the heart of friendship, we meet and learn new things about each other and perhaps share some moment
together, whether we like it or not and since memory do not die quickly especially when there are
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Kind and adorable
So much affection.
She listens...so loveable
Time dares no tension
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Beneath the pavilion
Cool air embracing
Mind borne in valley
Ears in cheer thrust
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In the depth of thoughts
When the mind wickers
Tiptoeing the skulking night...
Worry oozing
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Tearing streams of friendliness
Saltish feel of aloneness
Memories of ageless moments
Shores the lips in wearied contempt
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Life is a race.
Its track webbed in oblivion.
Each man borne in his lane.
His will, a necessary companion.
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A tender dream.
A thousand kisses.
A warm embrace.
A million wishes.
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If it was just me.
I could walk the sandy beach.
As the wind caresses my face.
My eyes lost to the crashing waves.
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Happiness can't be bought.
Joy is neva forced.
Peace wont be over-rated.
When smile is concentrated.
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On the shores of regret
The sea of pain rests
Scarred with rocky planes
Whereon crashes teary-waves
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The grace in the sight
Emotions that stems
The sheer and the smile
Masking my regret
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In the face of time
Walking down the lane of governance
Decades of unending sighs
Enshrouding the ruling stance
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The birth of nature
The seas and the sky
Word formed a gesture
Then there was light
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In the tiny droplets
Holes in the sky
The soothing caress
The rains invite
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Here I lay
Shedding the stress born of day
Hoping my eyes'd stray away
All the way, down the slumber lane
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Dire is the need
A song begs relaying
Fly a chord in vocal sky
Weave you the words
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Words neatly forged
Through bellows of emotion bay
Words like armour hereby worn
A dire shield from conjugal rains
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There's a Me that whispers
Down the mind lobby
Perhaps its another
Staging such skillful tricks
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