My Love Poetry (Revised)

My Love Poetry is the premier collection of my five poems on the power of love as a metaphysical quest. Dominant themes of affection, heroism, destiny, spirituality, and timelessness are stylistically woven through tension and revelation. The imagery of time, covenant, prophecy, and light maintains the assurance of destiny’s verdict in the search for love. The first poem, “A Quest in my Quest,” reveals the poet’s patience, anticipation, and endurance through time as he waits for the bride of his dreams. The second poem, “Invade My World,” is an invitation to a transcendent future wife. This piece blends sacred longing with romantic quest. The third poem, “Come In,” is an ode to the sovereign personality of love, weaving emotion with sacred heroism. The fourth poem, “To My Fatherly Mother,” is a birthday tribute to the most powerful feminine figure, whom the poem describes as powerful as a man, differing only in the womb she possesses. This collection ends with a return to the original motif of the poet’s thirst for true, sacred love and a destiny fulfilled, as the final poem, “Have My Quest,” demonstrates. Overall, My Love Poetry articulates an appealing love dialogue between a masculine self and a feminine self, and then between humanity and Self, which is truth.

Abstract
My Love Poetry is the premier collection of my five poems on the power of love as a metaphysical quest. Dominant themes of affection, heroism, destiny, spirituality, and timelessness are stylistically woven through tension and revelation.

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Poems

Hope

English
1‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—
And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—
I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
Fon
‘Nukúnɖiɖo’ wɛ nyí nǔ e ɖó fún é—
Nǔ énɛ́ ɔ́, é nɔ́ nɔ lindɔ̌n mɛ—
Bo nɔ ji han ɔ xógbe lɛ mɛvo—
Bɔ é nɔ ɖó te gbeɖé ǎ —ɖò gbeɖé ǎ—
Bɔ nǔ e vivi hú bǐ é—ɖò Gale mɛ—è nɔ sè—
Bɔ jɔhɔn ɖaxó ɖó ná vɛ́ jlɛ́—
E ná sixu dó wlú Xɛví kpɛví é.
E é nɔ hɛn mɛ gègě hùn zo é—
Un ko sé e ɖo to e mɛ fífá ɖe hú bǐ é mɛ—
Bɔ ɖò Xù e jiwǔ hú bǐ é jí ɔ—
É ɖò mɔ̌ có, ɖò tagba mɛ ɔ,
É byɔ nǔ kpɛví ɖé gbeɖé—ɖò nyɛ sí ǎ.
French
« L’Espoir » est la chose aux plumes —
Il demeure dans l’esprit
Et chante l’air sans les paroles—
Et ne s’arrête jamais—du tout—
Et c’est dans la bourrasque qu’il se fait le plus doux —
Et bien rude doit être la tempête—
Qui pourrait troubler le petit Oiseau
Qui réchauffa tant d’êtres —
Je l’ai entendu dans le pays le plus glacé —
Et sur la mer la plus étrange —
Pourtant, jamais, dans l’Extrémité,
Il ne demanda une miette — de Moi. —
Yoruba
‘Ireti’ ni nkan ti o ni irun-iyẹ,
Ti o joko ninu ẹmi,
Ti o nkorin lai pẹlu awọn ọrọ,
Ti ko dakẹ rara.
Atipe gbo ohun rẹ dun ju ninu iji lile,
Atipe iji gbo naa ni yoo nilo,
Lati mu iyalẹnu fun ẹyẹ kekere naa,
Ti o mu ọpọlọpọ lọ wọọrọ.
Mo ti gbo o ni ilẹ tutu julo,
Ati lori okun ti o ṣajeji julo,
Sibẹ, lailai, paapaa ninu iponju,
Ko beere eerun kan lọwọ mi.
Notes
Date: 2026-04-09