Poetry is another avenue for me to display my words

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Acts of Humanity

By Doyinsola Aluko   Helping is never pointless It is a part of living that gives hope to the hopeless Caring is never too much It is a part of our being that shows love without the aid of touch Sharing is never one-sided It is an act that repays the initiator with immeasurably more…

To Think or Not to Think

By Doyinsola Aluko   What the eyes see and what the brain remembers Are kept independent of each other due to self-made barriers We tend to mentally keep what pleases us the most Irrespective of the badness or goodness of the visual dose Sometimes the bad is what more visually appeals to our eyes So…

Unwavering Hope

By Doyinsola Aluko   The unnecessary sweating and necessary fanning caused by heat from the scorching hot sun The endless laughter and gists flowing from neighbor to neighbor to add to the fun The constant exchange of insults and greetings from one driver to another The perfectly perfected act of cracking jokes and showing love…

“What’s on your Mind”

By Doyinsola Aluko   The way I feel is not ordinary The word for it I cannot find in a dictionary It has taken me so far but never this low If you feel the same way then you will know Though there are many stars in the sky, you are the only one I…

Sonia

By Doyinsola Aluko   Time goes on and so does your beauty So much protecting to be done, not your work but his duty Young at heart, playful little soul with a presence of an angelic cutie Your charm and grace are smoother than any smoothie Filled with laughter in your brain Timeless youth is…

Chocolate Lover

By Doyinsola Aluko   Thoughts of you make me feel so good inside Knowing I can’t have you does not mean I’ll put my longing for you aside On my bed I’ll watch you lay as my body will stay quietly beside The more I look, the more I’m seduced but think to myself “Oh…

“It”

By Doyinsola Aluko   If words could adeptly decode it, I’d speak every second. If speakers could amplify it, I’d make my voice readily available to the microphone 24/7. If the number of heart beats could properly estimate it, I’d rather not let my doctor hear this. If poems could properly express it, I’d become…