Author: Gbolabo Adetunji

Life is good. However,  life is sometimes hard. Thinking can make it even harder. Affirmations can easily fall short of expectations. Staying positive can become a chore but it is worth it in the end. It is better to get better than to get bitter. I have learned that it is better to live with gratitude than to live with attitude. If I err on the side of attitude, I will make it an attitude of gratitude. People say the sun is always shining, we just don't always see it.  I have found that whether you are in the prison or in the palace, you can still be a blessing to others. Most people want to help make this world a better place but many do not know where to start. I have found that the first place to start is right in my own head. If I do a good job there, I can work outwards from there and bless others. This site is a personal blog about the things I need to keep telling myself -not too many things. Just the simple fact that very little is required to make life happy.  As simple as that sounds, I need to prove it in my mind every day, time and again. I do this through my passion for prose, free verses, and non-factional opinions. I think everyone needs  "blink and blank" moments, an escape, a break, a time-out from everything. I find that in reading. When reading doesn't do it, I write. With either of these comes endless possibilities- insight, inspirations, insight, innovations, imaginations, and all manners of intuition. Even illusions and visions all come true in a world of words! I do this because, as they say, “ The dark valleys of life often slide in unannounced.” Nonetheless,  as the saying goes, "It is still better to light a candle than to curse the darkness." I am neither a seasoned poet nor a tutored one. I am a hobbyist. I love poetry and I have deep respect for poets. I believe everyone that has a mind, a pen and an experience can write a verse. These are essentially my therapy notes.  My joy will multiply if these musings ever help anyone that stumbles on them. This blog is not monetized. All photos featured on this site are either my own or were acquired from free photo sharing sites which do not require any attribution. 

Perfect Misfit

by Gbolabo Adetunji, posted in Allergies

A world without honey

Or honey without bees

A world without flowers

Or flowers without petals

A world without stigma

Or stigmas without ovules

But if all these must be

Pray may I have

Just one wish

A perfect world

One  without pollens

For without pollens

Days of sorrows

Shrink

Days of dyspnea

Wane

I can exhale

And inhale

With no cares

In the world

And the drips

From these nostrils

Can take a break

Without pollens

I can join the folks

That burst with joy

At the triumphant

Entry of spring

 

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Course

by Gbolabo Adetunji, posted in Uncategorized

I was told

I am the sole captain

Of my ship

The  chief architect

Of my building

Did they not say

If I fail

If I succeed

I will be praised

I will be blamed

It will all be

My own making

I charted a course

I set my sail

I gave my life

A sense of direction

But here am I

In strange waters

Here I am

In parallel strokes

With unknown sharks

Here am I

Lurking between

Unseen reefs

Swirling between

Unfriendly eels

Despite

All my preparation

Life happens

Notwithstanding

All my determination

Plans fail

Here am I

Lost ashore

I cannot cry

Salt water stings

More than my tears

Why try cry

The shades of twilight

Are soon to be swallowed

By trenches of gloom

Am I alive

It’s still so painful

Pain is  a sign

A symptom of life

Death is yet a myth

Shrouded in reality

Is it my strides

Is it just life

Is it all right

Is it alright

To leap and land

In the very same

Lost spot

I am alive

There is work

To stay afloat

The storms are happy

Those storms

They’re going nowhere

I ‘ve got places to go

I’ll go

With my scars

I’ll go

With all the pains

I’ll go

Without the past

Good

Or bad

I’ll live my life the fullest

I will pursue a rescue

I will purchase a cure

I will peruse sustenance

I’ll cling on to something

If there be  nothing

I’ll hold

On to perspective

The waves have wheels

I just need to pedal

Obstacles have springboards

I just need to launch

Rafts can ride the storms

I just need to hold fast

There is a shore at sight

I just need to wipe my tears

I am ready
To ride the storms
On the wings of the waves
I am ready
To turn my chains
Into  roses
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Choose

by Gbolabo Adetunji, posted in Uncategorized

I saw you swear

You are a black man

Never heard you yell

Except in quietude

You do not dream

Whilst staying awake

Or stay alive

while dying inside

Never heard  you  cry

While you shed the tears

You have not spoken

Without using your voice

You have not touched

When you love and look

Or tell  to all

What  you do  mean

Without being mean

If you’re keen

You would have seen

You are quite tough

But not thick-skinned

You are brotherly

A man

Or  utterly

Black

Of such a thing-

As  a black man

Have I not heard

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Weaves

by Gbolabo Adetunji, posted in Uncategorized

would you know

what makes people

stick long together

love is a glue

love is hard

love is tricky

comes too quick

goes too soon

yet people stay

not for lust

just for respect

there  is one

not the other

but without passion

with regard lacking

everyone flees abroad

or shrink aboard

when these go

respect and love

and some stay

it’s called abuse

it’s deemed prison

it is war

captive and captor

inmate and warden

partner and abuser

an unholy alliance

things that once

went all around

stand motion still

an ugly picture

carved in debris

of dreary memory

hold onto them

don’t let go

they are fabrics

the paper textiles

covering all the

things we adore

yet easily torn

by ego cascades

and fleeting feelings

hold onto them

if they go

we are gone

 



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Unconditional

by Gbolabo Adetunji, posted in Fables

The earth was once flat

Then God made man

Man made guns

And man loved guns

More than God

He sacrificed animals

For his guns

But the guns were not

Satisfied

Man slaughtered his enemies

For his guns

But the guns were not

Content

He massacred his neighbors

For his guns

But the guns were not

Pleased

Man wasted his friends

For his guns

But the guns were not

Delighted

He shot his family

For his guns

But the guns were not

Satisfied

Yet man adored his guns

More than God

And God became jealous

He  made the earth round

Proclaiming

That whatever goes around

Would  surely

Come around

 

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Swamp

by Gbolabo Adetunji, posted in Priceless

We are one for once, so completely

The storms have broken down our walls

We give our love so sweetly

The rains have washed away our flaws

 

We reunite to restore our abode with pleasure

Convene to rebuild our acres beyond  measure

I can’t believe this unspoken magic

Passion rekindled when days are tragic

 

Why it takes a gust for you to hear me

How I needed a tempest to let you be

Where your kindness was hidden before the gale

How I became human when you started to wail

 

We do not need more of this strong breeze

But hope the ardor will not be brought to freeze

When the typhoon is gone and the puff is done

Will our differences play us once more like pawn


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It’s Your Weirdness

by Gbolabo Adetunji, posted in cosmos

You rock the way you smile

How consistent you are

Through thick and thin

You keep your path

Despite the judgment of years

You keep your shape and simper

It’s your weirdness that makes you

Charming

 

Some villagers think

That color is supreme

Others think colors are evil

You giggle and smirk at all

As you change your shades

Through yellow, orange, red and blanc

It’s your weirdness that makes you

Charming

 

I see how once you turned all red

And hid your self from none

Some say it’s time for love and joy

Others see danger lurking around

You judged no one

Inspired everyone

It’s your weirdness that makes you

Charming

 

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