Posted by Olalere Ibrahim on
A friend from the moon and sun;
his dim stature in the luminous,
the elite of our differences.
His varying height during the day,
gets me confused of who he really is.
Present during my flaws,
looks back to see him during my victories.
Upon my feign of his absence,
he got discouraged not;
a friend unwilling to give up on me.
Glue of nature between us.
Yet, i seek for other friends.
Then the clock goes round to get my heart broken,
bringing my mind back to him;
a friend always there to recieve my tears.
A whole lot of questions on my mind.
All,i directed to him;
he who i can trust with my secrets.
But a question arises from my questions;
why isn't he replying?