Skaidrum

Apr 2018

Elizabeth Oyibo

V

Hours filled with you,
has lead to years filled with less of me,
please, I am begging you,
just become a memory,
my darling, my dear,
you have only left me more empty.

leave my head,
the thought of you makes me wish I was dead

Skaidrum Mar 2018

ix.

☯
I kiss gravity,
& the light leaving my bones,
"This is how we fell."

Of the haiku series
ix. a toast to endless cycles

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#nostalgia #memories #fallen

Mar 2018

Elizabeth Oyibo

.

I wonder,
is it the flowers we plant,
or the ones we pick that define us?

Skaidrum Feb 2018

viii.

☯
You have never once;
lost the translation of love
in the moon's phases.

Of the haiku series
viii. oaths from my pheonix

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#moon #phases #oaths #love

Skaidrum Feb 2018

vii.

☯
My wolf girl was a
lantern among the sea of
ash & the afterlife.

Of the haiku series
vii. to: wolf girl

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#old #love #hope

Skaidrum Feb 2018

vi.

☯
The first lie that my
mother fed to me still tastes
like expired love.

#mother #lie #lies #love #expired

Skaidrum Feb 2018

v.

☯
We look back to how
we orchestrated our love
in those polaroids.

#love #polaroids