AYINKE BY ADESOLA IKULAJOLU.

*ÀYÌNKÉ*

By: ADESOLA IKULAJOLU 

ÀYÌNKÉ

Walking with you to the stream seems the best,

But how can I ignore my work in this land;

You are teaching me a path to thread,

Is this to say I am safe in your hands.

ÀYÌNKÉ!

Seeing you under the tree that bright afternoon,

Was all I could think of;

I decided to give my heart a resting place with you,

But father would not just allow us.

ÀYÌNKÉ 

I was to move with my big camera to tell stories,

I ended up not dealing with my assignment;

Because you showed me why you should be part of my diary,

Now I have to sit and think of all the moments.

ÀYÌNKÉ

My Love was not fading,

Not until father chased me away that sunny day;

I hid under the tree thinking,

Of how I would tell my sad tale.

ÀYÌNKÉ

How would you explain to father,

How would you express the simple you;

How else can you tell of your Love to a Local reporter,

How will you tell of him which is true.

ÀYÌNKÉ

My work won't be complete without you,

Carrying and telling stories with my book and pen;

That can't be the only thing to pursue,

You are all I could earn.

ÀYÌNKÉ

You told me of the IJAPA story,

It made no sense to me;

Only until I tell of you and I,

Will I be complete.

ÀYÌNKÉ

You never gave ÀKÀNMÚ a chance,

You wanted to spend your lifetime in my arms;

You wanted a song from me that you could dance,

Now I know how much you feel in your heart.

ÀYÌNKÉ

Now that your heart feel for me too,

Now that you feel what I feel;

Now that I want to eat forever whatever you cook,

Now is how I tell father still.

ÀYÌNKÉ

I have told of the great TITANIC,

I have written stories so hard;

Both sad and romantic,

But now I have a story to rewrite.

ÀYÌNKÉ

If father could just leave us,

To allow us put our hearts together;

If father could just permit,

To live together forever.

ÀYÌNKÉ

Like your names interprets,

Permit me in your heart to stay and remain there;

To tell the world this,

That you are my ÀYÌNKÉ.

ADESOLA IKULAJOLU.