Sleep went on a play

Sleep went on a jolly play
After hiding years
In the old man’s cave

His little friends he merry along
Stretching feet in the seed of the sands
Singing songs of total freedom

With the sight of the shattering waters
He jumped with hands in the sky
With the waters sharing a smile
Shining shadow in the eyes of the sun

Leaving behind its darkened garment
Stamping his feet as he runs forwards
He jumps happily in the deepest face
There lies his body as it drags along
In the pains of the broken water




About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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2 Responses to Sleep went on a play

  1. dorathy adimula says:

    Nyc poem keep it up


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