A LADY THAT KNOWS ALL HOW TO BE HAPPY FOR ALL AND A POET
By: Adesina Ayobami Idris
- what do you do for fun? death has a name
it’s called.
loss is a picture in
a lettered quill.
- when do you have fun? 00:59 & every time
birds make mouth
of everything that
left & never returned,
the wind finds my head
a worthy stop
or it rains in the pages
of a book.
- how do you have fun? silence has a thousand
noise, i gather each &
dress on a white leaf.
- where do you have fun? well, the cloud is too wide
to measure for distance.
- with whom do you have fun? i have said before, that
loss is a picture in
a lettered quill.
This is very beautiful, greatness. The beauty in this poem is wearable. Thank you for writing this. I love it.