Moonlight Whispers Poem by Olawale Oluwole

Day after day,
My dreams whisper,
Rolling like steel beneath the restless sky.

Night after night,
My shadow reveals itself
Beneath the August moon,
A silver witness to my wandering.

My eyes cut through twisted faces,
My feet drift toward
The stunted grass
Of your deserted street.

Giggling and smiles linger like echoes
Upon my lips,
While my gaze calls softly to you.
Shoulders bowed, arms still open,
Waiting for a touch that never comes.

Let the rains that soothe the lilies
Rush over my sun-baked head,
Perhaps to grant me provision
In this quiet desolation.

Evening cries tremble in the stillness.
Hear them, but linger not;
Awaken your heart,
Rise while you are alive,
And scatter generously the gifts you carry.