All In The Past I Have Had Poem by Adeosun Olamide

All in the past I have had_ dwelling me
The dreams I have had keeps me awake
Bruises I no more nurture -takes my -feel of life
The silence I have had has made me deaf
The shelter sought, imprisoned me
A wear, flesh that my soul has worn in it
All from the past I have had_ dwelling me

Oft, upon the steep I no more tread
Or the rhythm, storm, thunders relaxing my soul
I upon my dreams live in the smothering dark
If the moon shall burn, if the sun shall melt me,
If the rain shall drown, if the hail should freeze me,
A wear, flesh for my soul has worn it

And the peace had_ made me rust
And the rest I_ has made me weak
And-paralyzed in it,
I lay in the constraint of fear,
-Sating my health than I my hunger
But swinging, a stab, my ill,
Swinging, the lamp that brings knowledge of ignorance
Again, to feel the imperfection, roughness,
The flaws in the music I have loved
-Distorted rhythms veiled in silence
-Inferior, the dark I have esteemed
-Squandered nurturance, the garden made
I walk in the garden I have loved
-The wines I have had keep all sour
I walk in the garden I have loved
The weeds no more are weeds,
They bear the fruits,
The grown now are, empty lilies
And without they, precious weeds
My senses no more should live,
No faint sense to see the empty beauty
Nor none to perceive shriveling fragrance
I walk the garden, led by the lamp-
To the past I have had, dwelling there