Tell me please

What corroded your mind and made you stop thinking about me?
What consumed your heart and took away your reasoning that made you forget to reach out for help when you needed it?
You’re not without hope,
but your bones will rot inside-out with discontent.
Come.
Fix your gaze on my love for you,
let me be the meditation of your heart.
I know where you need to be and I will take you there.
✒Adewumi Godwin 

To be free (poem)

To be free is to roam the skies.

To be watched by your deep blue untameable eyes is ointment for broken wings.

You found a sit for me on the whirls of a treacherous wind, the dark night you made sing to me like a nightingale.

My morning has come and hidden troubles do I see for what they are.

I no longer fear the mountain top; there I will suckle my young and there I will caress the love of my youth.

For to be free is to roam the skies, to be free is to find a home in the thickness of my skin and the scars from my many deaths. – Adewumi Godwin.

Daily poem project day 12 “Change”

I change my mind. I no longer want to be the one you call when you’re free. Or bored or need some help. I have already blocked you. So please do not call me from unknown numbers or create new pages to message me. I’ve always been indecisive but this time I’m changing my mind for the last time. 

Daily poem project day 9 “A story”

His voice is like that of a god. Not that strong masculine, tall, dark and handsome, muscular body frame we seem to envision. No his voice is calm. He has a voice where you believe everything he speaks as if it’s the gospel. But this isn’t about religion. This is a story about a writer. Who makes love to consonants and vowels. Pronouncing each word precisely. He put himself out there looking for companion just like myself. But neither one of us are mentally stable to be each other’s better half. So we spend late nights writing stories. About people and about each other secretly. Yes secretly. Because there’s no way we can express this love we have and take the chances of having a broken heart. The miles between us two are too far apart. But we travel to each other daily. Bringing comfort, joy, laughter, searching for a happily ever after. ~ J.A.A.G