Monday, October 11, 2010


Some lives are electrifying and inspiring
I've read about, heard of and seen greatness beyond words
This is a dedication to those who live great lives inspiring others

Author: O. Asojo

An entrance at sunrise, hours before noon
Thought I read it backwards, the book of his life's sum-up

A man misconstrued, his tale gravely skewed
It claimed his life was extraordinary, his path plaid in gold

Awe-inspiring, his life's mystery; is it all true?
Perfection from day one; agile as the young & wise as the old

An exit at sunset, hours after noon
Was far from wrong, read it clearly, his life's amazing ode

As his life's tale unfolds, his greatness shone
It's a story analogous to myths; one like folktales of old

A multihued destiny for all; his life long goal
Another? No, not just another, he defined an epoch

© 2010 ☂sojo

Sunday, October 10, 2010


Addictions come in various forms
Remember to do things in moderation
Control your world don’t let it control you

Author: O. Asojo


My addiction
A faceless name, an anonymous face

My addiction
Proverbial with her unusual ways

My addiction
Body of a goddess, beauty, her personage

My addiction
Her inception; one of those crestfallen days

My addiction
Conniving; indulge in my mystery, she’d say

My addiction
A faceless name, an anonymous face


My addiction
Perplexing anonymity, inexplicable fa├žade

Entrapper, sly as a fox
Synonymous to lost, the strays of a flock

An affliction, its crux
Calamity; its mediocre ways, atrocious

Unruly folly, constant hurt
Disorderly actions; an affliction impetuous

I am lost in this world
My addiction, my affliction
A state of constant contradiction

© 2010 ☂sojo

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

A Pensive Mood

On one of my trips I was lost in thought and shot this
A friend saw it and captured my mood in words
Pensive is what its, A Pensive Mood
That articulation inspired this

Author: O. Asojo

Like a lost one's welcome home
Like the rain's song with a thunderous roar
It clatters so

Like a lamppost when winter blows
Like a stab to the heart by Amor's arrow
It pierces the

Like a farewell unsure of tomorrow

Like the bells' chime for a funeral's sorrow
It burdens so

Like a lifelong secret; last breath told
Like a parable deciphered, its myths unfold
It bares its soul

A pensive mood, that's how it goes!

© 2010 ☂sojo