Naija Poetry | 💞 “When the Wind Spoke Your Name” — A Poem Inspired by Love

Ayomide Raji

Biography: Raji Ayomide Olaitan, known as King of Rhymes, is a Nigerian poet, spoken word artist, author, animator, and certified drone pilot. He grew up in the jungle city known as ajegunle. He is the Founder/CEO of King of Rhymes Poetry Hub and TechRise Coding Hub, platforms dedicated to empowering young creatives and training youths in digital and tech skills. He serves as the Global Teenage Tribe Leader of the African Writers Tribe, where he mentors and inspires young writers across Africa. His work blends poetry, storytelling, animation, and digital creativity to deliver powerful, emotional, and visually engaging art. King of Rhymes is a voice, a movement, and a rising force in African creativity. Subscribe. Listen. Feel. Rise.

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Sunday 7 December 2025

💞 “When the Wind Spoke Your Name” — A Poem Inspired by Love

There are moments when the heart speaks before the mouth ever opens…

moments when a feeling grows quietly, choosing its own language,

its own rhythm, its own way of being understood.

Some emotions don’t arrive with noise

they come gently, like whispers the wind carries,

or memories that return without asking permission.

This piece was born from one of those moments.

A moment where silence felt full,

where thoughts found their own music,

and where the presence of someone special

shifted the air in a way I couldn’t ignore.

And so, I wrote this…

not as a declaration,

but as a reflection

a soft place where meaning can breathe on its own.

💞 “When the Wind Spoke Your Name” — A Poem Inspired by Love

The wind carried a whisper today,

soft as dawn, warm as memory.

It sounded like a name I’ve heard a thousand times

yet never truly understood

until my heart leaned closer.

Your smile rose with the morning light,

painting gold on everything it touched.

Even the quiet trees seemed to pause,

as if they, too, wanted to remember

the way your presence shifts the world a little.

There is a calm your laughter brings

a kind of peace that doesn’t ask for permission.

It just arrives, settles, and stays,

like it has always belonged beside mine.

And somewhere between yesterday’s shadows

and tomorrow’s prayers,

I learned something simple,

something steady:

not every story begins with a sentence…

some stories begin with a person.

If the night ever forgets its stars,

I’ll lend it the glow you left in my chest.

For affection like this

does not shout, does not rush

it writes itself quietly

into the places only truth can reach.

And if destiny is real,

then perhaps it moved a little closer

the day the wind spoke your name

into my waiting heart.

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