LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

 


 A ROMANTIC POEM FROM SEASONED CONTEMPORARY POETS @SIMPLYLEGACY_ORE X JARON

✍️ONAYEMI OREOLUWA DANIEL & OKUNOLA AYOBAMI 


I never believed in love at first sight 

'Till I found myself in such plight 

I behold this beauty with all sternnesss

For she was like an angel with all fairness

Beauty they say lies in the eyes of the beholder

Her beauty will make the bees flee from the bee holder

Her voice echoes like a guitar with a million strings

Pitching muse like the waves of the sea

When she speaks, it is like the beating of a konga 

Sounding like symphony orchestra of thunder

I never believed my heart could skip a beat

Since I've met her, it has skipped a million beats

She has a sweet countenance and a soothing cheer

Little wonder I crossed the path I've promised to never dare

Succinctly became blind to all women of all kind

Till our heart cross and our hearts binds

I never believed in love at first sight 

'Till I found myself in such plight.

✍SimplyLegacy


Seeing you at first,

I feel calm under my uncombed hair

and my bony face becomes flushed with cameleers.

Your face is the mirror with which I see

the change of comeliness

So let me blow over your face

a cloud of scenting rose

and you will see beauty foaming

and fuming out of your body.

Love is a mystical red word,

giving the taste of wine.

I didn’t know when red no longer symbolizes danger

until I started counting cracks in my heart

that was now broken.

But this wine you carry on your face

the first time I saw you

and makes me forget the redness of love

All I want was the wine,

I want it red the first time I saw you

Sometimes we’re meant to meet,

So one will grow its spotlight towards

the ember of the other.

Sometimes this ember becomes the twilight

of the torchbearer.

Sometimes it becomes the sun of the universe.

The first time I saw you,

I saw poems in the kindness of a person.

But the treasure is a poem gathering stone and

limestones, in the depth of my e-art-h,

By this,

I mean the heart is the earth with is ‘H’ throw backward.

That is a heart without art makes your smile sound

“he-he

And earth without art makes the world sound “eh-

eh:

Treasure is the ‘h’ and art’ found in the pond of this craftsman

✍Jaron_Ayobami 

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