Let Self Love Find You

Let lorries of troubles leave the park of

your mind. Let the night fall like a cold
shower with caressing hands, wiping

away the solitude.

Let mothers’ love engulf you like a baby

shawl, smooching out and straightening

out the uxorial needs.

Let comfort find your nerves, kneading out the sorry stories of short lived advances, and

dreamy romances that are yet to manifest.

Let us hear you breath out solitude from
stressed body patched by the afternoon

sun that licked the middle of the head.

Let us hear your shadow that jumps around

dodging from the sun. Let it tell of lazy

excuses that couldn’t earn it proposition.

Let self-love find you, teach you how to live

the best of “you”, wear you a beautifying

smile in a mind that palliates the very

solitude that wears you out.

From:
Adesokan Babatunde Waliyullah (toonday), Nigeria, Oyostate