Cultivate My Heart | a poem by Oluwafemi Babasola

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In the cuddling shadows of crescent moon sky
with the moon mirroring my sitting leg-pose
the flowers on my earth croon your portrait
I await you. My earth is ready
sow into this heart

They say you are a prince
they say you charm too
my prince with charm
my earth is ready
come plough this heart

Come charm me with your lines
remember, macho is charming
I want you tan skinned like the gazeling kob
with deep voice of a crisp roar
shoulders spacious for my naps

They say you sweep feet too
I have a fluffy weight
be ready to catch, if I fall

Or is that the fall they say?
They say I’ll fall into love with you
or do I clamber the Niagara Falls
for this love fall?
My earth is fertile for passion
cultivate this heart

If this is the fall they say
sweep my feet with swift
you’ll be stunned at
how deep I’ll fall

How deep is this pit?
Should you hurt my feet with your sweep
will the pitfall not break my feet?


Oluwafemi Babasola is a poet and writer. He loves writing passionately as it is a tool he likes using to express himself. He writes a wide range of genres which includes motivation, sports, fitness and thought-provoking articles. Oluwafemi is a 500 level student of Osun State University, Osogbo in the Agricultural Economics and Extension department.



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