Amara Igbokwe
@amaraigbokwe
1 year ago
#Poetry
In the end, it was just me and my thoughts
A painful trap long after you were gone
Your absence created in me a void
And I'm suspended in it.
The wind motions, along with it's fragrance of alva
But the odour of your absence surmounts it.
Everyday, I sit at your desk
Searching for unread letters I wish you wrote me
Wistful wishing
Ohh..you wrote promises to me on shore sands
Alas! They've been erased by the tide
Falling asleep on your bed while hugging your T-shirt
Wishing I would wake up with your eyes locked on mine
An apparition would suffice
All this feeble heart has to hold onto are stabbing memories
Causing scars in haphazard perforations
Yet I still hold onto them
Cause I'm scared that this heart will rot out of emptiness
Now, I want to paint these memories in my colours
on the fabric of time
An abominable art that should remain unseen.
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