My Rest Poem by Blessing Ekpe

Ooooooh my bed, to whom i lay all my issues...
Ooooooh my bed, to whom i lay on, in exchange for comfort for my ache body...
Ooooooh my bed, pillowed, to whom d worth of my head thinks and not by weight, I laid.
Ooooooh my bed, deeper than the deepest well, you alone received sour water that comes from my reddish eyes.
Ooooooh my bed, where laid my deepest secret
Ooooooh my bed, unapproachable and unsafe isn't part of your language rather your embrace soothes deeply into my soul
Ooooooh my bed, to you I come, where my paradise fairy tale stories are birthed.
Ooooooh my bed, My rest, to you I come as I celebrate my achievement.