THE COUNTRY HOUSE

[Waziri]

THE COUNTRY HOUSE

(Far into the dungeon of love; my mentor?s house)

A place where bliss rests
Heart soothes in the lavish
Comfort of plentiful love
The wind flips up and down
The leaves of the trees
Breeze cross-comes,
Turning the tables to all invading angst

The grass is green

The atmosphere is serene

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As I sat under the luminous gaze
Of my cherished courtier

Fortified by his spirit
His caressing stares would
Never cease to demonstrate
An unwritten love?

The night shifts to its second half
Magnanimous;
He sees me off to my sleeping sheets
There I lay reminiscing:
The unyielding care
The welcoming
Atmosphere of his country home?

To a pleasant sleep I drifted
Before the mighty dawn would come
Casting its spell, sweeping the night
That in turn would force me to a live-less journey
Giving timeout to the entangling intimacy
That changed my life.

I. A. Waziri
Saturday: 22:06:02
Time: 1:35 am

[Bilyaminu]

that was very cool, reminiscing ur good time ah, anyway keep it reall