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The Gentle One and Other Poems

By Juliet Adeniran.

Meet Her

Come to the place, and I’ll show you.

Meeting her feels like encountering someone

Who has everything and nothing at the same time.

The one with a solo voice that creaks solemnly.

This is her and all of her.

The one who has many friends but still feels alone.

She has best ones on social media, but-

Struggles to maintain a face-to-face conversation.

This is her and all of her.

She is friendly and open to all,

But she is a still water that runs deep.

She can love, but she hasn’t been loved enough by them.

This is her and all of her.

She smiles boldly, but she’s hurt within…

A tough one that breaks out at night.

Though surrounded, she is still lonely.

This is her and all of her.

She can blend through all situations,

Yet she sometimes withdraws into her shell,

Where her guard is solid and unyielding.

This is her and all of her.

Let us meet her, and see through her.

The life we live is portrayed through her eyes.

We see us in her in a way, now and then.

This is us in her and all of her.

Woman in Me

Can you see the glow from afar?

As it gives light to the dark within.

The glory all over is calling out…

The super stride is uncalled for.

With a killer smile, the voice commands,

Filled with authority that will also fade.

Pride reigns, and downfall’s call is waiting,

If not done with caution, death answers…

The woman in me, aye, will be their end,

If time is not used wisely…

See what I have thus become-

A pride in all eyes and a queen of their own.

A better life will I thus choose today,

For the morrow is all unknown and void.

Let the woman in me not be my downfall,

And meekness is given in exchange for pride.



You are the light in the dark,

That glows in the moonlight hall.

Stars dance around you.


Your mother has done well.

You have inherited all her virtues,

And you’re becoming the fairest of all.


Many people fall at your feet.

In your bosom lie the little ones,

While they listen to your melody.


Your body language is great,

Dressed in the coat of furs;

Barefooted, you walk with grace.


When you sing, we sigh in bliss.

Your tender touch is magic,

Just as you speak wonders.


You just carry on the good works,

Making Mama proud of you,

For you are the talks of the town.


Words from you are blessings.

No house can turn you away,

As you will shower them with love.

The Gentle One

I know of one, who takes on anything.

And with a bold face goes on and about.

The peace around that one is so cold and warm.

Never will you feel bad vibes,

With a long smile the feeling of love will emerge.

This is the gentle one I know.

The natural beauty is so stunning and amazing,

With the gentle heart, people take it for granted,

Coming close and letting go.

Oh! Gentle one, why don’t you tell me thus?

When will your heart distinguish between right and wrong?

When will you discover who truly cares?

Let me be your guard.

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  • Juliet Adeniran

    Juliet Adeniran (Yuliya Juliet) holds a Bachelor’s degree in Mass Communication from Adekunle Ajasin University Akungba-Akoko. Her writing journey commenced at a young age. She has authored over 100 poems, and served as a ghost writer for two published stories. For Juliet, writing serves as her therapy.

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