They walked passed me
Seated on a concrete chair
Within the woods,
I saw them
And had observed
But they disappeared
Nowhere to be seen
In the twinkle of an eye,
Gone
Hid by, or made one with the woods
Some I saw again
Once I left where I sat
Others, their voices were all I heard
It was a path threaded by a host
Some men
Others, creatures par excellence
Many with troubles of their own;
My curious mind can never get knowledge of
I had no choice
But to share a seat
With those very tiny creatures
Whose lives I had in my hand
And even let them read through the pages
Some had the audacity to put their proboscis
On me and suck until debauched
For nature had given them straws of a kind
But they didn’t seem to care at all
Whether they bothered me
Or were an intrusion to my solace
After much debate
I let them be
Night comes
The light gradually fades
It’s almost time to bid my friends goodbye
And leave the cool air
The rustling sounds of the leaves;
Which is pleasing to my ears
The cooling shade
The canopy.
All will be missed
But what I carry back with me
Is my solitude
Trust me I won’t ‘let them be’,but it’s a lovely piece 🙂
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Lol… Sometimes, they’re much of a bother that the last resort is to ‘let them be’.
Thanks Hans 🙂
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Mosquitoes bah?
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Maybe… But some specie I haven’t seen before. 😀
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beautiful nature, beautiful poem
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Thanks Tisereh. Filenti love for you
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Lyricist baba! Nice one, if na me ehn…d moment dey suck me lyk dis, na death o…BIG-UPs man! – Adeola
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Ai Sir!
Lol…
I thought of that too, but let them for both of our peace’s sake 🙂
Thanks Deola
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Sme wild life park visit?
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Amara kai you ehn lol
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Close guess 🙂
Some Andrews Park visit, BU
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