The walls are bare,
Sterile, clinical
The rooms are empty
My voice echoes
No mementoes of "us"
The melded flesh, blood and bones we became.
You scrubbed us off with vigour
Like we were a thing of shame
I was here!
I loved you!
I gave you all I could,
Even what I didn't have to give.
I was here!
I lived in that heart,
We had a life,
We were synced.
I was here!
I can't be stripped off,
My essence remains,
No matter what you try.
I was here!
Here with you,
Beside and beneath you
The sheets testify
Why do your eyes shift?
avoiding mine without shame
Are you haunted by the memories
Stricken by your self deceit
I Was here
It was glorious
I will not be forgotten.
Hmmm unrequited love?
ReplyDeleteNo darling, love gone sour.
DeleteAnd who broke Adaeze's heart?....I feel like I should give you call mami....buh you know, at the end ----- YOU WERE HERE!!!
ReplyDeleteIt was a long time ago dear but thanks for the concern anyway.
DeleteLovely poem. I can relate to that.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by Amaka, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.
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