Will you be mine?
Can I be yours?
Let me love you,
And I be loved by you.

Wanting you to want me
Waiting to be your favourite hello
Butterflies in my tummy,
As I see your face.

Sparks flying
I cannot control my breathe,
As you guide my hand,
Touching your face.

I can feel your beauty,
Like drinking wine,
Yet getting drunk,
Looking into your soul.

A feeling sprung from inside,
Showing magic.
I am falling so gallantly,
At your epitome of beauty.

A single thing I want
I want nothing more
Nothing less
Just only you

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson

Telling everything,
Through words.
Poking mind,
Through art.

Telling tales
Stories of many
A book it covers,
Yet engaging themes.

Passing on knowledge
Figure of speech,
An autobiography of sceneries,
Visualising one's mind.

Writings flowing like moisture,
Off a waterfall.
Capturing feelings,
An experience of life.

Letting words run wild,
Yet teaching perfection.
Giving creativity,
Yet teaching life's lessons.

Conveying powerful self expression
Impacting others
Throwing down original thoughts,
Catching audiences' breathe.

The author of a reader's thoughts,
Yet not conforming,
But giving pleasure,
As yea move from page to page.

Your astonishing words,
Giving life to minds.
Your pen so small,
Yet mightier than swords.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson

A pathway to life,
Like a golden door,
Giving structure,
To limitless generations.

Light of our life,
Creating a gateway,
Opening doors,
Breathing success our way.

Key to life,
Forming success stories,
Leading many,
Across paths to the future.

A gift of academic excellence,
Building future leaders,
Creating a citadel of knowledge.
Mrs Adeleye our academic mantle.

Standing by the corner,
Looking to the night,
As it brings pleasures,
And offerings so desirable.

On her back,
The taste of many hearts.
Her master's predecessor,
Collecting the fees of the night.

A night hustler,
Surrendering,
Yet giving to the night,
A memorable acknowledgement.

Her red lips,
Shinning to the night,
As her hair blowing to the wind,
Like whirling waves.

Offering  one's needs,
Like payment for bargain.
A young heart,
Giving her soul to life's freedom.

A compliance,
Walking in heels,
Looking for her next payee,
As an exchange for the night.

Allowing one or two,
As she is taken for an ashtray,
Where smokers pour away,
Yet creating love's fantasies.

Giving the night kudos,
Yet running out the door,
Like cheap whisky,
Thrown out of the mouth.

Like fruits of emipres,
Vending her body,
Giving her all,
In the streets of many.

Looking from the corner,
A pulse in the night,
Waiting to explore night's pleasures,
As it brings dividends.

The ****** of the night
An enchantment so dear
A liking for others,
Yet masking her pain.

Her commercial service,
An excitement for all.
Sassy lady of the night
I hail thee

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson

Thou sounds of whipstrokes
Soul imprisoned,
Waiting freedom,
Yet an impossible solace.

Hearing their voices,
Coming from the afar off.
The scars on their backs,
Showing no signs of liberty.

Slaves,
Oh slaves,
Like a herd of cattle,
Placing them on ships.

Waving their goodbyes,
A sign of surrender.
Their mouth crying out,
An imprisonment of padlock and chains.

The lashes on their backs,
Showing signs of misery,
Yet telling an unfortunate story,
As it could never be forgotten.

A generation of unlucky fellows
Captured to sea,
Farming life's history,
A plantation for the west.

Tilling the ground,
Yet hungry,
As it awakens a race,
Telling no future.

Hollows from afar,
Giving way to a silent surrender,
Waiting for,
When men shall be free.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson

The Arusi of thunder,
And lightning.
Amadioha,
Husband of Ala.
Ofufe,
The everlasting deity.

The divine one
Amadioha,
The free will of the people.
The punisher of evil doers

Okuku surrender at your might
Ala submits at your coming
Anyawu speaks of your thunder
Ikenga Alusi references your presence

Amadioha,
The supreme being
God of justice,
Who dares to stand,
The face of thy effrontery?

God of divinity
Diety of all deities
Amadioha,
Thou one and only supreme being.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson

Obatala,
Oba tasa.
Father of all orisas
The irunmole of mankind

Obatala,
The saint among saints.
The archetypal spirit of creativity
Olodumare's right hand
Father of humanity

Supreme deity
Holder of justice,
Wisdom and life.
The quintessential father

King of the white cloth
The eldest of all orisas
Creating mankind,
Drunk on palmwine,
Yet creating beautiful beings.

Obatala,
Danbala,
The father of the sky.
Your divinity,
We looketh upon.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson