An intense poem by Olaitan, in Different Truths.

Are the beautiful faces 
That paint the nights, 
They are the resounding tick-tocks 
Of silent kisses
Only found in dark corners.

Streetlights are the four legs
Of one soul in two bodies.

Streetlights are the weary hips 
Of glowing figures.

Streetlights are the mute walks 
Of lonely souls of ‘bached-elors’
Kissing walkways with their soles,
As they await their ‘ten virgins’.

Streetlights are the fingerprints 
Of stainful men 
On the walls of life.


©Olaitan Maryam Mojisola

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