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Remembering You

Remembering You

A ghostly flower blooming and withering,
(or blot) blinking with colors that strain to brightness,
to equal those of what were seen before;
fragments, with the music or plain utterances
attempting to be as loud (or as soft)
as what they really were...

But all in vain.

Blurred and ephemeral. Just for a haunting and fleeting...
Many times an unexpected visitor,
an intruder, inside...

What is complete and constant is that depressing spirit:

Void of form and details, yet lingering, encumbering,
dragging. Punctuated, highlighted,
by the thief that intermittently
gives, curses, and leaves

with a piece.

Othello




Othello

 

Was it his zodiac to part the moon by halves,
Argus-eyed at the helm for the weather-beaten wanderlusts!
Or did this dark form share kinder prisms
With ethereal night to fill the goblets with the storms
Brewed on his brows and plunge
The andirons deeper headlong into hearts
Devoid of ample room for bigotry.

You did not betray this circle of your forebear.

Ogun is never one to make a spoofing kiss to bud.

 

Shola Balogun 

Shola Balogun is a playwright, poet and writer with the Theory of the
Mystic Ladder in The Yoruba world and Judeo-Christian thoughts, is from
Yoruba South-Western part of Nigeria, West Africa.

He has featured as a guest writer and contributor, especially in the
areas of poetry, Postcolonial studies and dramatic criticism to
various Magazines and Journals.




































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