If only i have a gifted hands like that of an artist
I would love to paint the sky in image of you
If only i have a perfect pitch
I would love to sing you famous.
If my mind are gifted like that of the wise men
I will forever follow your star
Her smile the hope of an open heaven
Where blessings cometh from.
Her voice a perfect place where peace reside..
I would love to talk about her beauty like the glory in the presence of God Almight..

The lungs, the air pump
The vocal folds viberate to use it dump
The larynx muscle makes the tone sweeter
Above the larynx,  sound articulate and filter

Words are implement
The good use are to tent
Thought of words i don't meant
My wish,  they all melt

Words are powerful
In a bit of secounds they are full
Easy to spell  out
Maybe i was right in a doubt

Words are sweet
They make you renowed in a tweet
Like a god in the gold street
A dream i don't intend to thwart

Words are creative
Creative mind is a native
Like a safe city in a hidden rock
How can planting and harvesting work

Words are comfort
Where paranoid mind comport
Like the story of a peaceful street
No history of a stolen neat

Words are fire
It destroys man in ire
Like a drop in a fuel tank
It swiftly increase in rank

hullo like 10 times
hi a hundred times
still dont get tired a thousand times
checking my your message ten thousand times
my heart desires to see you a million times
wish to be with you a life time

Crouched beneath empty blocks of office
Two wrinkled hands formed of clay,
open the closed sky with gnarled fingers
eyes as beautiful as a Christmas girl's, without gifting, sob
Sometimes i really miss being a kid
Kids know no stress
Kids have no worries
Just a smile on our faces soft as petals of the frangipani,
nature enjoys us as much as her simplicity
But now I am stressed
Occupied with enough worries
And sometimes I look back at the past
And wish I was still in kid

I stalk success with greed
I think i'm high on ****.
An apparent aggression.
No room for depression.

No time to rest.
To success, i,m a pest..
i follow her everywhere..
I'm not a victim of fear.

Success is so proud;
a fact without a doubt.
still i pursue with pride.
my emotions, i cannot hide.

strength apparently spent.
still, i'll never relent.
i will chase your vagour..
adrenaline absolutely pours.

i'm a man with purpose;
a victim of an overdose.
i'm drowned in optimism..
i slay every subjective criticism.

All I could see was the
Beam of rays shining
Clearly in your eyes,
Despite the darkness in
Every part of my heart;
For your love
Grows every nanosecond in my life,
High degree of affection
Is all I feel for you.
Just in case distance keeps us apart
Know that our hearts are always together.
Life is full of adventures, only if you could
Make it interesting.
Never will I forsake the love we share
Or will I ever make your heart beat in tears. I'm so
Proud to have you in my world.
Quietly,
Regardless of the period, my heart still cries
So much to have you.
There is no special feeling than the
Union of two hearts that
Vow to breathe as one.
When your heart feel so empty....
Xoxo......
You should know, I am there with full
Zeal to boost it.

I cannot afford to fling a laugh..
As I look grotesque at your sweet smile,
which is nothing but the colour of radiant petals,
Your eyebrow, a map to cities sleeping in silence,
The white of your eyes like pure crystals
The glittering of your teeth, describes whitened keys of a customized grand piano-.

The plain of your flawless Oyo skin and smiles
leaves me to say that you're relentlessly gorgeous, your name could be used as the best substitute for beauty in a canon dictionary..

I know you're pretty and widely admired just like embellished Italian artworks,it gets into my head that you've turned me into a songwriter because of my unexplainable..

Your whiteness lightens the universe and he who beholds you, feels like he has the world beyond his feet.
I will sing softly of your lustre, ministering to your soul with my gentle acoustic strings cos you're very pretty, and your laughter is the music of many waters, the melody of silent African brooks.

So I keep singing like the ancient Anglican choir of the name TEMI-OTEDOLA like flocks of weaverbirds on an ancient mahogany tree..

I unbossom my heart only by looking into the tip of your parted lips, which makes me believe you're pretty just the way a painting is.

The death that will **** a hunter lives in the quiver..
The one that will **** a farmer is hiding in ridges
The one that may **** me is hiding in your intentions.

Let me borrow few lines from S. Abanni

Please if you see JTO, tell her that if I could paint like those few gifted hands,
I would make a gallery full of her.
That for me perfect art is just looking into her eyes.
That she is a promise fulfilled.
That from the presence of her memory I can't run away even by dying.
And when you are done tell her I will keep writing this poem my entire life.

and when she smiles ,tell her It's FrankG

Emotions in an endless effluxion.
What an alluring affliction.
My feelings flee so fast.
A longing desire that'll surely last.

My heart at the receiving end.
Pleasant palpitations, none can comprehend.
The flow of a fervent frequency.
Love armed with perfect fluency.

A soul with a silver lining.
The sky with stars clearly shinning.
My spirit swims the sea of satisfaction.
Ecstatic feelings from all ramifications.

Thoughts with a surge of smiles.
Sensual flashes that'll take a while.
My life is a *** of Iranian gold...
an intuition never been told.

A fantasy fast becoming a reality.
Love with an infinite ability.
I am in a realm of my own...
beyond cloud nine, I've been flown

i needed someone who understands my love language and then at the right time you surfaced.
my ideal woman you are,
a jewel,
omo baba medubi your unarming smiles of coy
your eyes bright like candle' glow sparkling natural beauty coupled with your eloquent softness.

let me caress your chicks with roses colour your tender lips with angelic breaths
maybe, i can arouse your sacred sensuality and feast upon our long lasting desires.
life has brought us to this juncture where feelings, romantic thought teleport us both to garden of Eden only there in; Our love synthesize.

you are my adorable pearl, the one i long for every blessed day and night.
your love lightens my soul and kindles it with melody for your sweetness in excess.
and just like the night stars catches the attention of every eyes, you became the cynosure of my hopeful eyes.
it is as apparet as the breaking of a new dawn that i'm profoundly lost in the paradise of your unshakable and unatainted love.
Omo baba Medubi, only in the hearty glow of your soulful eyes, i findeth solace and tranquility

within this time allocated me, As a plant of the eternal gardener.
my life must bud and flower.
within these perimeters of aging earth, where those who are tempted are tempted.
Among these character kidnappers and mid-defilers.
where sin is mass produced and shared free.
i must train God's makings as an original.
i am a small Gods as an original.
i am a small stream up and like a new currency, it''s illegal to reject me.
i am the son of my father, the best that i can be.