Song Of Breeze Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Don't you like waves on the sea
-to in sweetness it be swallowed?

Don't you like blaze of fire
-to in warmth it, thrive?

And glow on the knife
-does not your flesh crave a bite?

Don't you like the silence therein, the serene of grave
-to flight noise that woe soul yours?

Soul dost beckon freedom not
-and of fleshes craven, free seek?

The hills is got breeze
And mist a companion
Where roses never wane
-I lure your soul