Black themes

Black themes

A Poem by Opeyemi Jide-Ojo

Feed me from cold hands, 

My sun burnt mind cries foul grief- 
Thus goes a long night.                                                

© 2013 Opeyemi Jide-Ojo


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O...like the brevity in this and the careful construction. Well done...btw, I think you meant sunburnt here. Thanx for posting...bobc

Posted 11 Years Ago


Opeyemi Jide-Ojo

11 Years Ago

thanks, and yeah i meant sunburnt... :)

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Opeyemi Jide-Ojo
Opeyemi Jide-Ojo

Abuja, Lagos, Nigeria



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I am a poet, dancer and choreographer I enjoy weaving strands of fantasy with strands of reality to see what beautiful creations come from it. I could get dark sometimes (many times actually); matter .. more..

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