Works Of Art Poem by kolawole ogunfowokan

The lens in pair so blue
Could be brown
Its effect so sharp
Could bore a hole in you

Piercing....
For like a sword it pierces so deep

The door so full
Its curve so round
It is brightly colored
Yet could still be painted
It is well protected, with white sharp swords
All glittering behind the bar
With a red sharp whip, ready to smack
Yes the door
It is like nectar
It is familiar and intoxicating
It has an effect that is hot as fire

Alarming…
If touched by it, you will come alive
Yes your eyes will glow

The twin gazelle
How confident they stand
Ready to attack as if at war
Their tips red, or is brown?
I am not perfect because it could be brown
It is the undoing of some species

Disarming…..
For its sight could break your defense

The twin grip
With ten branches
Their land soft with soothing effect
They calm a nerve that is over stressed
If carefully masterminded on the old dear puppet
Would get a yes to most demands

Fatal….
For it is a source of distraction

The rear axis
Ouch! !
A stoic structure
In different forms
A wonder to behold
A major mountain that can’t be moved

A case study…
For anywhere it is swayed
It causes commotion

The valley below
Hidden behind the lurch grass
An eternal mound that can’t be suppressed
A royal entrance to which homage is paid
A priceless treasure for bounty hunters
A worthy price for formal excavators
An endless road of no return
A royal palace of warmth and juice

Paradise….
For there some like to be buried
Spend…
And lose count of time