I am thirsty
for your company and intelligence.
And I hunger to know more.
Promise to feed me
with words of wisdom,
for I have a growing mind
which needs nutrition to survive.
Our dates will be in libraries
and our field trips into fiction.
We will get high on speculation
and have evening rituals of mental meditation,
Late night sessions of intellectual conversation
And read,
Always with our eyes on the narrow road,
Else our knowledge will only be fool’s gold.
We will grow old in lyrical tandem.
Excitement is when you learn from me.
Elation is when I learn from you.
Ecstasy is when our minds click
with the single simultaneous thought
that proves our minds were meant to be united.
Marry my mind and I will wed yours.
Ravage my thoughts, and I will love yours.
Leave no corner unexplored,
And pledge
That all that must be left behind closed doors
Will be locked within yours.
Question. Answer.
Be questioned. Be answered.
Discover, and discover your limits.
For we may say we may pursue everything,
But not everything is beneficial.
To be smart is to know how smart one should be.
But grow old with me.
When the first strands of grey hair sprout on our heads,
We will count each one as a streak of wisdom,
until we can call our foliage Solomon,
our curls more numerous than his girls.
Why must we sleep?
Why must we leave the company of the kindred thinker?
Separation seems agony when we had already become one.
Turn on the night lamp.
Read me like a book and I’ll speak you like a quote.
By the final full stop,
We shall call each other one another’s Proverbs.
-Akotowaa
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This might be your shortest comment yet. :’D
😄 It’s because I was impatient to leave a quick comment. Usually, there’s quite a lot I want to say, and I do have quite a few things to say.
But I want to do the comment justice so I’ll hold on to it until I return to Accra after my enthusiastic errand; currently have a lot of thoughts running through my mind, brainstorming about the errand.
I shall wait impatiently to finally hear (read?) your thoughts. 🙂
“To be smart is to know how smart one should be.” I see myself quoting this somewhere. Will make certain to give due acknowledgement lol.
I’d be honoured. 😊
nice
Mmmm, I see how high and wide this desire is; to be hungry and thirsty concurrently.
Alright, let me just go ahead to talk about my favourite parts:
-Dates in libraries and field trips into fiction provide some kind of solace; only those who can find solace in such statements can easily understand 😌.
-I found the following interesting:
“Always with our eyes on the narrow road,
Else our knowledge will only be fool’s gold.”
It is quite indicative of being cautious of whatever despite such a desire.
-“Excitement is when you learn from me.
Elation is when I learn from you.”
This brings to mind two lines from one of my poems, “The Eclectic Experiment”:
“When epiphany discovers serendipity
And serendipity realises epiphany.”
-The 4th and 5th lines of the 5th stanza take my mind back to the 1st stanza; despite the desire (concurrent thirst and hunger) the mind for dey guard. I think it works well for the internal logic of the poem which I also find applies to many things about life, power especially. Ha! It can even be used to aid explaining this paradox called freedom; freedom having its limit and all confusing things, which actually make sense, that Literature affords us.
Again, I will quote last two lines of the second stanza, for this paragraph, which is worthy of note:
“Always with our eyes on the narrow road,
Else our knowledge will only be fool’s gold”
It brings to mind the role of discernment; knowing how and when to choose the “right” kind of knowledge and the other things that one needs to be discerning about.
In that regard, it’s interesting to note that the 5th line of the 6th stanza as well as the 1st line of the 7th stanza begin with a but…
-Finally, I’m curious about your title for also liked this part also:
“Turn on the night lamp.
Read me like a book and I’ll speak you like a quote.
By the final full stop,
We shall call each other one another’s Proverbs.”
I am seriously loving
1. How much we have in common. I’m going to find your poem!
2. How you’ve sat down and analyzed this paa! ^_^
Oh, if you’re curious about the title, it’s very easy. A proverb is a wise saying. If we give each other wisdom, it seems to only fit that we would call each other Proverbs. Also, refer to the earlier references to King Solomon, author of the Bible book Proverbs. 😉
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Aha, that’s the kind of reason I was looking out for, the references…that more-to-it. I missed it. But now that you’ve pointed it out to me :). This is interesting, the seeming coincidence of it all. I guess I’ll save that one for a personal interaction. But Solomon…Proverbs :-}
Interesting read. The concept is a good one. I will be a bit more critical though. It feels a bit underdeveloped or better yet “not there yet” but close. I can’t pin a finger on what is missing though just that you can turn it from good to fantastic!
Wooow…that was deep…I pictured it whiles reading. More grace