GEORGE THE TIRED POET

📸 Shot By Felicia . 💁🏾‍♂️ Model: Hana . (Ode to Hana Namono) She, the one I found when I least expected. Talking- our talks weren't part of the project, Until I wrote My 12th Love Poem. I didn't Praise her, Like the other creatives do but She was my Muse. She's the one I tried to mortalize. I chose free verse Poetry- For it allowed me to express my feelings, I, couldn't write rhymes Because there, I fail sometimes. She, the one who chose To be my secret mate , Even though we were not that close  To be each one's mate. A Bit of jokes, Smiles and walking Miles in each other's shoes- I thought. She, the one I found when I least expected. Talking- our talks weren't part of the project, Until I wrote My 12th Love Poem. Her, like a baby- Always asking questions. Of success, ambitions and dreams. That, is why I wrote this Poem. © George William Ochago. @George The Tired Poet. 15th Sept, 2024. 22:53 (A Poem for My Rhapsody Of Love) Poetic Sundays.

📸 Ed Legaspi |Redbubble ( Ode to Lain) Yesterday I thought,  I thought of her all night.  She is a Perfect- I have been watching for long. I always hypnotized her ravishing smiles.  Yesterday, She talked with me, She said her name is Lain, Her riveting lips echoed in slow motion. My heart thumped up and down. It almost forgot got off its place- When I visualized her lips in motion.  I remembered what Mom always said, "Beauty is not the tone of the skin,  It is the tone of humility in her". Now I know- Lain has both, They move Crescendo, Magnifying her beauty.  Sensuous she is, Winsome she is brought up,  Wonderful she'll always be.  Yesterday, I couldn't tell her that. Today, I told her that, "I Love You". She smiled with glamour- She became more sensuous.  © Ochago George William.  George The Tired Poet. 2023.