poems by Adewunmi Adekunle

by Adekunle Adewunmi

Roses of red flows through my heart
Yes, I can feel butterflies in my tommy
For my lover is here again
Like he has always been doing.

Of a truth,
You’re like a spring of water
That flows through my heart
And I can’t wait to be freed from thirst.

I was attentive to your clarion words,
That which says you are a spring,
A spring of living water.

How dearly I yearn for this living water
That I might thirst no more
For I love the presence of your Spirit here
But, I would love to be embraced
In your arms, seeing you physically!
And, loving you unconditionally.


by Adekunle Adewunmi

I travelled wide and round with my stethoscope,
Surveying the geo-informatics of the geopolitical zones
That stations and conjures the earth surface.

I found out a lot but,
Many experiences occupied me
At some angles, I tremble
In some area, I smile.

The earth which metamorphosed from darkness to light
Is still being ruled by agents of darkness
Which steals, kills and destroys
Which turns shinning glories into darkness.

This planet earth, though bears mighty men
Still, men fail to prosper on it
This earth, though accepts many creatures
Yet, inequality reigns among the equals.

This earth though, sweet and bitter
Yet, creates room to achieve better
This earth is just a market,
We cannot live in it forever!

by Adekunle Adewunmi

Coated in coats of supremacy
By numerous supporters cum electorates,
Who have some iota of faith
In the mannerism of his sheperdness

Though tagged as supreme
Yet servants
To flock of sheep under his watch.

The leader but,
Also listener and reader
Of different suggestions and contributions
Even silly questions at times,
Drops at his doorstep
Just because he’s the leader.

When new feat is achieved
He’s praised
At the face of turmoil,
He dare not sleep
Until the red sea be crossed.

Leadership! Leadership!!
A call to service
A call for humane
For true leadership may incur suffering
At the expense of the enjoyment
Which shows to all.

Unless it is gotten right
No, best
Leader, I mean the head
Will always know no rest
For headship may incur hardship.

Leadership is wreath
Prices are paid
Sleepless nights are part
Racking of brain, even,
Brainstorming in preparation for crucial moments and assignments
Night rest is paid
For the prices must be paid.

Many exert towards this insignia, the mantle of leadership
Thinking it’s a bed of roses
Where money can be easily stolen
Yeah, it may even be laundered
Yet, the prices would be paid.

Ask those high ranked officers
They’d tell you that,
The crown of leadership steals some of your time
It robs you of pleasure with friends
The family even feels their absence
It’s a price to be paid.

Though, the price may be paid
Oh, it’s good to be in a position of leadership
Nonetheless, the led should be comfortable!!!

by Adekunle Adewunmi

Take a deep breath and relax,
Ensure your eardrums are widely flushed from dirt,
Open your heart agape,
Yeah, be ready to get flogged.

For your indulgence in this act
Would cost you much
Even your much needed goals
And it’ll almost seem the big-black birds
That hovers at mid-night are after you.

I see that you’ve started
Look at you inferring causes,
To your Uncles and Aunts that neglected you
Look at you,
Blaming the country’s state of economic recession.

Brace up, friend!
Rise from your sleep of folly
Accept this responsibility to start
Stop your daily anthem
And songs of,
I’ll do it tomorrow,
Tomorrow may be too late
For no one knows tomorrow!

by Adekunle Adewunmi

Where are the youths of this age?
How highly ignorant they have become
Enlightenment has ran far away from them
They now need education beyond the certificate education
Before things get out of hand.

You just want to wake up suddenly
To find yourself wallowing in riches
Without knowing the type of hinges
That opens through to where wealth lies.

Alas! See,
See the lives of these youths
Entangled in the middle sea of youthful concupiscence,
The road to good success is not a cake-walk
It really requires serious focus, sincerity and hard works,
For what does success implies
If it doesn’t contain self-sacrifice?

It is neither a bed of roses
Nor the case of bread and butter,
It’s not a dream you see while slumbering
But what causes you sleepless nights,
For what does success implies
If it doesn’t contain self-sacrifice?
You started working as a Civil Servant
Just about some months away
And grunts about having less shoes and clothes,
Having to catch public transport and all sorts
Success is not a magic
For it is built around stages and processes
A stage to manage and a stage to have bounty,
So, what does success implies
If it doesn’t contain perseverance?

Comparing yourself with a Principal Officer
Who seems to have more than enough won’t do
Dare make inquiries about his road to the top
You’ll be shocked about his experiences
For some of them have gone through even worse situations,
For what does success implies
If it doesn’t contain self-denial?

Uneasy they say,
Lies the head that wears the crown
So, my dear youths
Before success can be attained
You may actually face storms
They are just there to prepare you
For the success ahead,
For what does success voyage implies,
If it doesn’t contain untarred roads?


I am not like others,

my style of love,

is not the same with theirs.

I am from the past,

there, love is about patience,

Love, there, in the past,

is not about equality,

love is about perseverance,

truths, companionship and

absolute feelings of togetherness.

But here I’m from the past,

now constrained in time of today,

put within the frame of present years.

Love has proven to be more difficult,

than touching the helm of power,

She has refused to understand me,

that this soul only sailed from a rear past,

and do not belong to the coast of this day.

I accept this fate without much hope,

love from the past hurts.