Me and You

by

nicholas ayoola oladehin

If I be Adam and you be Eve

we would have been out of Eden

If I be Romeo and you be Juliet

we would have made Shakespeare proud

If I be a King and you a Queen

we would have a kingdom of our own

If I be Samson and you be Delilah

I would have been betrayed by you

If I be a Prince and you a Princess

we would have tied the knot

But now that am me

And you are you

Then lets make a story of our own

my wish

by

nicholas ayoola oladehin

i crave for my lovers touch

for it calms my heavy heart

i crave for my lovers smile

for it sets my mood alight

i crave for my lovers kiss

for it tunes my troubled mind

i crave for my lovers voice

for its music in disguise

i crave for my lovers eyes

for they assure me all is well

i crave for my lovers embrace

for indeed

it makes me feel at peace

Bon Voyage Feb 14th

by

nicholas ayoola oladehin

there’s a virus in the air,

its called the St. Valentine.

oh my God,

i really hope i don’t catch it.

for it makes the strong weak

and the weak strong

...especially the feminine fold.

funny enough,

while still incubating,

a handful of girls

have caught the bug

and have been transformed

gradually into angels

smiling, giggling and being nice.

But hey, i still haven’t forgotten,

Eve, you handed me the forbidden fruit

way back in Eden

i know you by name

so, stop being a saint.

kudos to men of great sights

that pierces through fogging dark

Eve has decided to change her birth date

like most girls

they now share the birth date

with St. Valentine.

But i say, ''bring it on Eve''

when the time and date approaches,

we will meet you

with lost purses

lost wallets

lost credit cards

empty accounts

and lots more...

DREAMLAND

by

Nicholas Ayoola Oladehin

Dreamland

Where the streets are lined with rubies

And everyone is a prince

Dreamland

Where there’s always a Romeo

For every lonely Juliet

Dreamland

Where the rivers flow with milk

And the streams are spiced with honey

Dreamland

Where the richest man is poor

And the poorest man rich

Dreamland

Where diamonds are like water

Free for all to take

Dreamland

Where a prisoner roams free

In his own tiny mind

Dreamland

Where my aged grandma

Still feels like a sweet sixteen

Dreamland

Where everyman is a friend

And all tribes are as one

Dreamland

Where we are all as kings

Men of equal rights

Dreamland

Where there is no law

No crime, no pain, no worries

Dreamland

A temporary home of make believe

For the lazy man

Who gladly retires to his own domain

Dreaming again and again

Dreamland

Where I travel to

When am weak, tired and worn out

Dreamland

Where I make peace with my body

After a long days job.......

THE ROCK CALLED JU'

by

nicholas ayoola oladehin

i call her by name

for she hails from motherland

richly endowed

and of ample height.

she indeed:

a giant in disguise

sends the shivers through my spine

as i ponder on random thoughts

all scattered in my head.

as i look for a way

to tackle this task

am confused the more.

many have crumbled at her feet

many have fled for dear life

many have begged to be set free

many have turned back half way

many have tried and failed

and tried over and over again

many have begged to be let lose

from the clutches of her embrace

i have admired this massive rock

i have climbed to its peak

i have experienced its climax point

i have laid at its feet

and dined at its table

i have cherished, loved and adored it

in my own little way

i long for home far away

and i long to go climbing

for its been 4moons past

since i set eyes on thee

a rock i'll climb over and over if i can

a rock of awesome view

The Name Game

by

nicholas ayoola oladehin

I know a couple of ladies

Named Glory, Precious, Mercy, Love, Victory, Blessing, Peace and a couple more

Sunday came

Time for church

Beautiful service

And then the pastor said

Glory is yours

Mercy is yours

Blessing is yours

Peace is yours

Victory is yours

And I kept saying amen

Oh my God, I didnt bargain for all this

Now am a polygamous man

TwIst Of NaMes

by

nicholas ayoola oladehin

Beauty is my friend

She’s fond of telling lies

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder

I’ve always warned her

Now she’s behind bars

I was brought up well

Well enough to know

That charity begins at home

Indeed!!!

I have been donating to charity

For the past few month

Oh my God,

Now she’s carrying my baby.