I am basking on the bliss that comes this era. Every now and then, I could recall the euphorical nostalgic sensation of- Granny's sacred pot.
In "Scared Pot", Ojo Ilemobayo narrates and gives insight on life processes, using a feeble seed in a pot, waxing in every season until it becomes formidable. The poems creates a sensation, yet with simple words anyone can relate with.
It sends a message; a hope of growth, just like the seed that sprout from the sacred Pot to become a tree, every man can!
Sacred Pot
I am basking on the bliss that comes this era.
Every now and then,
I could recall the euphorical nostalgic sensation of-
Granny's sacred pot.
The night crept in so quickly and quietly,
Nature relaxes with a beaming face.
As I pose like a sleeping dog beside granny's leg,
Now,at that time, when it's sunset.
Words flow freely from granny
Many gather to sit and listen-
rapt or laughing until the last oil
is spent,the sacred pot dances
with wild imagination, and murmurs of
appreciation and gasps of amazement.
Just like season begets another simultaneously,
The feeble seed sprouts a tree!
The one who endure the wind and weather,
One who toiled with fire and brimstone but-
Daily scooping the aroma from the ancient earthen,
To dwell amongst earthlings.
BIO
Ojo Victoria Ilemobayo hails from Nigeria. She's a young poet, student and a graphic designer.
One of her work recently came Third Place in LiveUp Africa contest. If she's not writing, then she's studying, watching the stars at night or probably singing.
You can reach her through her social pages; Facebook: Ojo Ilemobayo | Instagram: @Ojo Ilemobayo
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