Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Thursday, 11 March 2010

Will You Love Me Still?

BY: Charles Popoola

When whispers of love are hanged on gallows
Of life’s fading mellow tunes and in the shadows
The skies are clouded buckled girdle
Will you love me still?


When the river currents loose their might
To sail and mount love's hills and heights
And the night falls with dews and gales
Of time's endless frailly face
Will you love me still?


When the strength of man is fade away
And his beauty-grace greys with days
When his steps are helped with canes
And his face is sieved in age
Will you love me still?

When my flesh is tattooed with shivers
And weak to craft grows these fingers
When my numbered breathe are bleaker
And the time is quarter to bye
Will you love me still?

Saturday, 7 November 2009

Beyond Heaven's Gate

BY: Charles Popoola

My heart my only
What unto duly thee compare
The lilies of valley
The syrupiness of pear


Shield thou my valour in thy bosom
For Sweet is your savour
Savour that I could for pay a ransom
With endless perfumes of my sweat and fervour



Let race my longing heartbeats
Beats that spell out clear thy name
In swift rhythms of second splits
Thou hide in grips my shame



Sail thou this ship
On love's seas deep
For my love I shall tenderly anchor
On thy shore my only harbour



Whisper my name to the hearing of barbets
Two alone in lovers winter's nest
To the knowledge of deafening fulfillments
Emerging rapturous crest


Share with me thy soul
I to thee commit my heart
For your will shall linger my goal
My being and only sweetheart




I love thee than words men have made
Than poems ever may state
Above hitch of race and grade
And when death us do separate
I shall love thee beyond heaven's gate

Wednesday, 12 August 2009

WHEN THE GREAT IS GONE : Dedicated to the unprecedented departure of our cherished treasure and star :Micheal Jackson

Heaven quiver
The earth shiver
Squealing are Her livers



Rest in grace
Great of our race
Life shan’t alt
But her livers hurt


Rest in peace
Peace of all ease
Hope you brought
In our seasons of wrath

Rest in peace
Peace of all bliss
A mission was born
the day you were gone