"gbinije" poems
Many times i have tried calling
Same amount of times i stopped myself
Many times i wonder if i am in your head
Same amount of times i caution myself from thinking of you
Is it all just in my head?
Is it just me being too weak?
Is it just all good and am being paranoid?
Maybe I am not as strong as i think
Maybe am just as intense as a blotted ink
Maybe you are the missing link
Valerie Gbinije
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 4:40 PM UTC
He ponders on how to make the decision
One to give him satisfaction and the other displeasure
His small hands cradle the calabash gently
Cautious of the fragility of its content
He's wondering how to explain his spoil
Excited beyond yet afraid within
Still wandering in the bushes treading lightly on dead leaves,
He hears the drums go off from the village square.
A thought jumps in, too tempting to ignore!
But he must reach his destination .
Forging ahead to gratification,
He's barely acknowledged and his secret unkown.
Walking through he's pushed aside and ignored!
He pays no mind, full of smiles.
If only they knew the content of the Calabash!!!
Valerie Gbinije
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC