Desire has done to me
what
summer does to sunflowers —
I too, blossom
into oblivion
at the sight
of radiant things:
like my aunt’s
ocean-blue eyes,
where I became
both
witness & wreckage
of juvenile tenderness,
like the pink,
sparkling lips
of my childhood crush,
split open
by harmattan heat,
like sun rays slipping
through the cracks
in my restless windowpane.
Olusegun Ajayi is Nigerian bilingual poet, a Certified Technical writer, Copywriter, Creativewriter and Student Nurse. A finalist for the 2026 Kalanithi Writing Awards, Poetry Mine (2026). Longlisted for 2026 Verse and Voice Competition and other...
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