On all the seasons of striving
And all the labor of love
Sunsets hither
The coda is herein
Ladders are crashing
And the vault is empty
Things are dropping aside
The tears over my peepers
Won’t let me see
The horizon’s plane
With all the void
The solitude
And stumps of life
The nightfall still holds
A genuine promise
© GBOLABO ADETUNJI/ AYOKA
Image link Photo credit: Natsan P Matias Natsan PMatt stump
a k o s i l e 
Those last five lines are a healing balm that reaches right into the soul. They effected me in a similar way to Max Ehrmann’s Desiderata: http://mwkworks.com/desiderata.html
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I am so glad you like it. I will check out the link. Thanks !
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Beautiful poem!
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Thank you!
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Nominated you for ‘The versatile blogger award’!
https://rhymeagination.wordpress.com/2016/09/13/thank-you-all/
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Thank you!!! That is quite a surprise and I really deeply appreciate this. I’ll check out the web page.
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Hey! Gbolabo,I I love your poems and found them really versatile,interesting,deep and relatable to me.I have nominated you for the “VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD” 🙂 :).
Keep Up the good work,!
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Go through the above link to see the rules for the award.
Have a good day 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Wow. I am deeply flattered and I appreciate the kind gesture. I will check out the link. Thank you. You made my day!
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You’re most welcome! 🙂
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Your poetry is deeply moving – and heart felt. I was brought here via Jane basil’s blog. I’m glad I did. Welcome too to my blogging community – much appreciated.
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Thank you so much for your kind words. I am also thrilled to find your amazing blog!
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