sodiq yusuf

Can you wait for the sun to rise
and for the memoried feelings to be ripe?

Can you wait for the morning dew to drizzle
...

When I could not uttter emotions
To your ever listening ears,
I saw in my brow forced perspiration.
For your love has turned me a beggar
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My love, hear me!
Your eyes are thorny roads
That I shall never fear to tread on.
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Even if I was there
My honey, would the stars still glow?
Even if I forgot the sonorous voice of the Adan
My heartbeat, would the sun still rise?
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Fanned by the drizzling cold of the red-eyed harmattan,
I wandered between the twiny trees beckoning for a siester.
Pinched by the rough hand of misplaced panthers,
I slipped within the far-reaching arms of breasty embrace.
...

I'm divided
You may never know
When water of life splashed on my face
I'm divided
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Breeze breathes life into me
scavenging my idea of free will
So I am afraid of life
I am afraid of life in its rage
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Silthering seams simmering in cold-blooded wilderness;
Filhandering the sugarcane of our yesteryears,
Marred and charred in untold woes and worries.
Shall our mouths forever be agape?
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They were two
I saw them
By the right of this isle
I felt them.
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Soon, the bird of mercy will perch on our tamed souls
Soon, faces whitened by peace-fragrance powder will overshadow us
Soon, desperate hands greased by the oil-pinch will massage our creased backs
Soon, their mazes will become one with our maize
...