MY BONNIE - Stefan

MY BONNIE

I fell in trance of love

I saw the legion of maiden

In fascinating place of pleasantry

Where chaste are chase-less

I was bade welcome

With friendly tone

I drew in their twinkling eye;

Flicks.

I fell in trap of love

Where chaser chases the chaste

Camped with sheet of flexible parts

Trapped with mere impression

I strife to loosen the shackle; that

Ties round my heart;

With Rusty key I hold

But Rusty lost in saving.

Orente,

I knew I'd already been decamped

In safe locket of your heart

With that solemn promise

I know no Plant will tune,

And ruin our lovely mood

Hoping we would last long

More that of Eden..

I urge thee not to let the promise break

I urge thee to let the heart unite

I urge thee not to let it parted

Like that of Gishon and Tigris,

As Euphrates and Pishon do;

Departed from the same source (mother)

From origin to clueless place

“Be in notice”.

Adumaadan,

I flashback to the initial stage

When we shook at first

When our cardinals met in pair

I lost totally in thee

With no sly thought

As my black touch thee

The oneness of Africa stands

 With that tiny led

Rainbow rose in that eyebro'

Heart rest serenely

I felt loved.

Orekelewa,

Some say I’m lucky

Some say I’m wrong

Some say I’m fortunate

Some say I’m lost in day-night mare

With all their commentaries

I open my eyes and raised my cool voice; uttered

I was graced by Lord in having you

'My sweet reply makes their stalwart feeble

It struck them with obfuscation

And I dwell in their astonishes.

Aso Aran mi,

You're all in my oneness

'Tout en un' I got

The cover of my sheet

I hope in hope of Thee .

Aran mi,

I know you exist cos’ of me

I know the word form you for me

I know the world create you a space for me

Where the heartily treasure dwells.

Could you let my 'Bach" met your 'Spins"?

Could you let my pollen form grain?

Could you let my anther cross your stigma?

Could you let my wanderer meet your lost?

Arike,

With all the bloody battle of ancestors

And vying of successors

Unto me the superiority rest.

With all the barter of trade

Struggling to be profited

Striving vigorously

All I earn is you.

© Stefan™

OLANREWAJU BOLAJI