Cold Whispers

The Light of love need
                 illuminate us all
       The scent of happiness passes
               away like the wind
           The eyes have seen but have seen not real
The thought of life; a dead man's wish
Dear heart,
                 That you may ache no more
                 That you may worry no more
                         Love no more
Dear heart,
                 That you may live so long
                 That you may live so strong
                         Trust no one
We have seen the works of men
The pillars of hate; the shadows of death
We have dwelt in the centre of life
But in the back; stabbed a million times

Dark pointed edges of hate;
                                Deep in our souls
                           Deep in our minds
Why leave the key of our souls
                                To the princess of grim?
                           Our light she made dim
Why fall into the abyss of love;
                                 The cold breath of death
                           The mad rush of blood?

We have received a mandate from the
                  soul;
          Love no more, trust no one
The twinkles of the stars have echoed
           these words;
        Love is a myth; a fable for hatchlings


              - Olawale Ibiyemi