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Samuel Okike
Student, Copywriter, Photographer, Poet, Philosopher @ Ibadan
Vanity upon...
<p>The Chase of Pleasure</p><p><br/></p><p>I chased the sun on silver wings,</p><p>Through halls of gold and diamond rings,</p><p>Each sip of joy, a fleeting taste,</p><p>Each thrill a rush, then gone in haste.</p><p><br/></p><p>I danced where laughter kissed the air,</p><p>In candlelight with little care.</p><p>The world, a feast I longed to own,</p><p>Yet every bite left more unknown.</p><p><br/></p><p>The music played, the colors bled,</p><p>Desire whispered where it led.</p><p>I followed fast with open hands,</p><p>Through shifting seas and burning sands.</p><p><br/></p><p>But pleasure is a fickle flame,</p><p>It calls you close then hides its name.</p><p>A mirror cracked, a ghost in flight,</p><p>It fades by day, returns by night.</p><p><br/></p><p>Still on I run, not just to feel,</p><p>But find the pulse in what is real—</p><p>For pleasure’s not in things we hold,</p><p>But moments warm, though never bold.</p><p><br/></p><p>So chase, but know what joy is true:</p><p>Not all that shines will comfort you.</p><p>Yet in the chase, we learn our fire—</p><p>The heart behind our deep desire.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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