Along Poem by Adeosun Olamide

The cold bites in-through cursed rags
That holds and grasp to me for warmth
It'd nip in my vein, this cold-
For -there it elation lies
And it would draw to my heart
To feel rhythm that soothes a soul to peace

There were no shadows I didn't know
And no spells were- I couldn't undo
I wave my hand and death returns life
Blink an eye to make the foulest gone

I'd walk on sea and sail thru clouds
All the sailors loved me
For I was the shore that held their dear
And I was the warmth too in the sun-
That ease, soft cold- that follows the rain
My warmth saves ice heart from frost

And as the sun softly kiss my temple
The wind would dance around me-
While withered roses blooms in my shade
And my mien calms raving storms
The birds comes here-to my presence
For was the muse their songs
And I could stay neath the waters
I need not gill- to breathe there

But now- I drown in the rain
As the sun angst hang on my face

In the mist- where god is taken heed
I did sail
Towards rhythm that spurred hunger
Rhythm- that stirs from restraint
-The sunken choruses of my lusts
That makes - heart so hollow
Yet it was pure I could feel- this rhythm
That upon his shores my soul held
To unmask that temptress veil-
And take the din, filth over the pure chorus
And upon his shores my calm came
To be drowned in unfathomable presence
That taught to drown desert in sea
To see the art of the sky and what it does to the sun
How it pieces the sun into stars
And too, to see roots that would slay death-
And I, upon his shackles closer came-
For the messiah in me pushed-
To the strings that restraint him-
And lo- it let my presence through
But foul feelings quickly spurred-unruly
Forming words and voice- my desires
That he lay with-
But his eyes complained of my desire
And I gave him hug to sail on-
On from this sea- angels doomed
To sail- from their mourning-as they roll in the tides
Yet foul feelings again spur on departure
That desires his blood in my vein
And on- went through, slitting his wrist
As bore his blood upon my soul-
But as depart- his curses my mien did reach
That alas-my mien began thus- poisoned
That the darkness he was doomed- bottomless
Swallowed my glow-
And the cold he was robed-
The spring of my warmth did stung
And does I in the imagination of a sea
Drowning in a wind- embracing it

And upon the setting about of sun
My consciousness exhale-
And the sun through the mist- towards sea
Bore her angst on my face
And when I waved the clouds, it heeded not!
As thru my vein a fire did move-
That curses blooming roses to wither
Bearing colors- that cries-
That upon my breathe- the disease their hides
And when I seek pick, they spur thorns that spike-
And thru my vein the fire did move
Thugs, pirates in my vein
With their knives- sailing on my blood
Against my hides- they did drive
Winning the storm spurred by a failing heart

And from the sun angst- I did run
Hiding in a grave, dwelling in ice
But in robes- thorns dwelt
And spiky thorns in shoes-
That now I stay bare in a cold-
A biting cold-that dump venoms in my vein
Demons in my head-
And in my head- they did rule
Mocking, lying as soul screams on and on-
About the hisses I hear-
I scream- as they draw their fangs
And call- that they hear snakes, serpents here
But they mock on and on
As they rule too in their heads-
Their servants' here- who shackled me
Mocking, calling the snakes- mine
Naming them my intestines-
But soon- the sharp stones they see not
The one they set my feet upon-shall starve
-For soon my feet shall pale
And- hollow my soul, doomed shall lose
As cursed still, I go way of the wind
-Sharing a gods doom