Abdulhafeez Oyewole


Like Gold Dust


Pile up treasures; rise and fall.
And want the lake and not the land fall,
Hold the bizarre beast, I wish wife.
My life is abandoned to the Life.

Behold an ideal idol of a wife:
The down fall will soon be late,
Whilst the crescent lake will wait;
This day will emerge another life.

Now bread and butter set on the table,
But miss the compassionate ring of able,
And call for the lonely wandering widower,
This moment can't afford losing her.

Should I accept the defeat of livelihood,
And immortalize the spirit of widowhood?

My life is given to the Light.
These episodes of testing I can't face:
I plant prayer for its erase,
And wind for a save and safe alight.

Submitted: Monday, March 04, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 04, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Like Gold Dust by Abdulhafeez Oyewole )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. one hundred and twenty two miles, days, .., Mandolyn ...
  2. Godwin's Farm, Naveed Khalid
  3. The Neighbor Prayer, Frederick J.B. Moore II
  4. Diplomacy, DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
  5. Comet, Naveed Khalid
  6. Jumbled Sewing Basket, Green And White W.., mary douglas
  7. Hospitality (Section 9 of Thirukural), rajendran muthiah
  8. Crushed, Gergana Teofilova
  9. Not a big deal, Pradip Chattopadhyay
  10. Affinity with truth for all times, gajanan mishra

Poem of the Day

poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly!--yet soon
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Jessie Mackay

 
[Hata Bildir]