Poetry: On Your Own by Bona Solomon

                It’s a rainy day,

               Nobody’s feeling gay.

              The hoary heads keep calm,

              Creating friction between their palms.

              From life’s first cry,

             All we do is try.

             We keep the tears away

             Mercurial it becomes indeed.

            Till life's final breath,

            To carry on is the pledge,

            Executively the best way forward.

           Searching for better days?

           Better days become abhorrent.

           Seeking for life’s final partner,

           Like Cinderella in a ball-

          The clarion call to solitude.

         The creator finally makes it vivid,

          Every man is an island.

         To each is attached a cross.

        Alone, to this sphere which habors man, you came,

        And so you shall walk, down the path, unknown.

        On your own.

                                                                                 

                                            Biography

Bona Solomon is a student of the University of Ibadan , currently studying Guidance and Counselling. Her flawless beauty has earned her one of the few slots of being the face of a poem titled ‘Arewa’ by Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom. She loves the concept of life, which she believes deals with Freedom and self comportment. She derives solace from wielding the pen.