BETWEEN LOVERS SERIES SERIES ONE: LOPSIDED WIND OF COMFORT - BY ADURAGBEMI BARNABAS

A. When you will be going to a place of belonging

Do not falter that you die not of my longing

B. As a thirsty soul in the scorching sun looks for water

So will you desperately want me among mortal

A. Surely, you have longed for a peace maker

Now, come be comforted on my three seater

B. Better for a bird to pitch its tent to the voice of falconer

So that "she" will not be lonely in time in one corner

A. Stop wandering about in parentheses

Come dwell straightly in my sentences

B. What a good decision to concur

A jewel of honour like bracelets must you secure

A. I know you'll love to dine and die in my bossom

My response "yes" is scornfully awesome

B. Don't dwell on the lane of scornfulness

But be transparent as light in abyss of wilderness

A. The falconer has blown the wrong whistle

The falcon is gone elsewhere in search for stronger pistol

B. Don't twist the untwisted tongue for wrong prophecy

But ministers from this miniature in pure modesty

A. This coyness love I refuse to return with all modesty

A test of time destiny shall turn truth around with all prophecy

B. Oh dainty soul! The cascading tears is enough to warn

That this destiny is rhyme and must not be shunned

A. Quit now! Or you live and die alone

For someone better awaits you in groan

Wishing you come greeting "hi"

But you seat here with a dashed hope from on high

B. To die is my pleasure if in your bossom

The task to decay I will accept, if it makes you awesome

There is not a peaceful mind like your early morning stream

This mind will I stick to, even if it pretends to be a gloom

A. You think the devil you knew is better than the angel you don't know

I weep for you, my bossom is worse than the abyss you long for home

B. This mixing of bone with bone, and blood with blood

Will rescue your worse bossom from the gory scene of flood

A. Sincerity, I have chosen to be in methodical

But your ears are love-deafened in periodical

B. A good choice to listen to me in time

So as to avoid the wizened stench outside of time

A. Oh gracious life! Why this torment from a lover's heart?

I should have refused to cross his part

Dear love-heart, help me to make the right choices

Even when surrounded with unpleasant, deadly voices

A. To your love advances, I succumb

Though my acceptance you won't always fathom

B. My best achievement of all season

My heart will continually flutters because of this reason.

          WORLD BARNABAS.