Words I Spun


I always wanted, desperately to be an early bloomer. 
I wanted to walk into a room and have all the eyes on me. 

I wanted to be that girl, with the good this and great that. 

Even better, I wanted to be the first red rose

or the whole damn bouquet.

These days, I’m very inconspicuous. More like unnoticeable.

I don’t move anyone when I walk into a room. 

No eyes on me. 

I’m that girl with the good this and great that though many may not know. 

And it’s okay.

I’m a flower.

And one day, I’m gonna bloom.

In fact, I am blooming.

However slow or fast it might be.

This is just the beginning.


I’m going to be the whole damn rose garden.

Photo credit – @nectarandstone on Instagram.


E. OF C.

This is silly,

But silly is great, sometimes.

You don’t seem to know you,

But let’s be real, 

Deep down, you know you.

It’s been great,

Lighting up like a Christmas tree,

Grinning like a Cheshire grand cat,


The walks we took,

Dances we had and jokes we shared,

Inside of my head.

It’s been bloody fantastic.

Day dreams and fantasies,

Dates and surprises,


Gleeful wishes,

Far from reality.

I’m done.

With day dreams and fantasies,

Far from realities and gleeful wishes,

Unreciprocated feelings and imaginations.

I’m done.



Neighbours of Summer 

Summer and spring,

Summer and fall,

Summer and winter, 

Solstice and equinox.

Like leaves branched together,

With shared secrets,

Known and unknown,

Incidentally and accidentally.

Spring is the nice one,

Everyone’s friend,

She gives smiles as gifts,

To warm up your day.

The little ones are her favourite,

She loves to watch them grow,

Blooming with good cheer,

The host of rebirth and new growth.

Fall is the beautiful one,

His grey hair,

Overshadowing his brown skin,

You never know with this one.

He’s soft at times,

Hard at other times,

Whistling at his lips,

The soft tunes of harvest.

Winter is the elegant one,

With conniving patience,

She strikes,

A queen in her kingdom.

Her strength lies unparallel,

Her charms convincing,

Burrowing deep into hearts,

She icily dominates.


Rainbow of many hues,

She binds them all together,

Solstice and equinox.

Summer and spring,

Summer and fall,

Summer and winter,

Neighbours of summer.

Photo credits – Samsung Electronics 


Ordinary Extraordinary 


Beautiful yet cautious,

Like stars in a night sky,

There’s nothing more extraordinary.

Really unspecial,

It seems,

Like pitches of sand,

Nothing more ordinary.

In his image,

In his likeness,

Is it ordinary?

Are we extraordinary?

Crafted with dexterity,

He created,

Each one for a purpose,

Ordinary yet extraordinary.


White by Titilope Adedokun 

So I mentioned earlier that I was being featured as a poet on Sprinng Literary Movement for August and October. It’s up, I’m super excited. Above is a little tease for y’all. Read the rest http://www.sprinng.org/posts-and-publications/white-by-titilope-adedokun

Read the other poems for the month of August on the website from really talented people. 

Have a great day!