OLADELE BABAJAMU

OLADELE BABAJAMU

PRISONERS OF PASSION

Come with me out of this wilderness

and let my heart runneth over with your love

Let’s wonder into the oasis of love

and become prisoners of passion

where our spirits goes into action

and our bodies spin into motion

Let me suck from the tender grapes

of the juice of your affection and love

Let me tap into the memories

of your sweet and smoothing voice

Kiss me with the smoothness of your lips

and remove bitterness from my tears

Make me an ensign of your love ship

and the banner of your affection

Carry me into the laboratory of love

and titrate all the impurities of love within me

Garnish my life with the fragrance of love

Like onion garnishes fried eggs

Come and make my life beautiful

by complementing every ugly things in me

Come and join me on the parade of life like bloody soldiers on parade ground

And we shall forever march on till death do us part

MR. RIGHT! WHERE ARE YOU

Mr. Right!

Where are you?

I am no longer a teenager

‘Cos am now getting older

I don’t want to be a hustler

However, I’ve become a lone ranger

Without any stable lover

Am searching for a life partner

I don’t deserve a player

Composing text messages and romantic letters

From icon to messengers

Going from Face book to Twitters

Moving from Badoo to blogger

There are no serious partners

Many singles are womanizers

Am not getting younger

Shall I be single forever?

PRODIGAL LOVE

This was not our vision

on the island of love,

This was not our agreement

as prisoners of passion,

Neither was it our decision

in the sky of cloud seven

Nor what we agreed

in the oasis of love

Love once cherished like beautiful red roses

I felt bruised in my hearts

as I stood and silently watched

my heart pierced

like along knife plunged into a wedding cake

Watching my emotions squandered

like a looser in a casino

Fighting endless war of possession

Enough is enough

enough to prodigal love

Oh! My sweetheart.

This is my message to you

My heart is empty,

my soul is wandering

My spirit is panting like a thirsty

man pants for water in war theatre

My life is lonely

Oh, my sweet heart!

Let’s walk the talk

live the vision

and act the dream like

Romeo and Juliet

If it’s true that the world’s a stage?

OLADELE BABAJAMU

OLADELE BABAJAMU is a retired Colonel from the Nigerian Army. He has a Master of Science Degree in Strategic Studies from the University of Ibadan. He has written several military books and literatures in different genres. His poetry collections ‘Timeless Verses’ and short story ‘The Widow’s Wail’ are widely read in many secondary schools in Nigeria. His poems have appeared in various anthologies ANA Review, Timeless Voices, Timeless Treasure and Five Hundred Nigerian poets among others. He was the immediate past Chairman of Kwara Chapter of ANA (Association of Nigerian Authors)