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 May 2020 victoria
The Fire Burns
Strangled thoughts ricochet around,
screaming silence muted sound,
lost inside the synaptic pulses,
like a myriad of combined song versus.

My feet move unbidden,
to only sounds that are hidden,
deep inside my skull and brain,
falling on me like gentle rain.
 May 2020 victoria
ryn
Lend Me...
 May 2020 victoria
ryn
Lend me your eyes.
So I could fill them
with the bursting stars.
Telling tales of the spellbinding universe,
singing songs of exploding suns...
and of splintering quasars.

Lend me your thoughts.
So that if I may,
write of them.
Fantastical scribbles of love
and praise.
Meticulously lined
and carefully stitched...
with immaculate lace at the hems.

Lend me your breaths.
I'd catch them as they fall...
between the words you would say.
Merging mine with yours...
introducing colour...
and vigour
to my monochromatic world of
black, white and grey.

Lend me your heartbeats...
for mine thumps erratic.
As if beating in silent mock.
I depend on the steadiness in yours.
So they could usurp
the ticks of worldly clocks.

Lend me your hands.
Palms up as a sign,
perhaps as an invitation...
for me to take them.
And maybe...
hopefully fill them...
with mine...
The pain within
A heart wrenching misery
Thinking of you,
Yet suffering your inflicted agony.

Falling humbly for you,
A fall I regret.
You left me in the lurch,
Breathing a feeling of disgust.

Your betrayal,
A blow to my racing heart.
My trust,
I placed boldly in your arms.

I had faith
Forever faith
Everlasting faith
In your arms I laid my faith

My love for you,
A learning curve.
You came like a thief,
Stealing my heart away.

A hurt you left
Leaving me in the dark
I have you my loyalty,
Yet you threw it all away.

Giving you my all,
Yet receiving your pretence.
You left me,
An unforgiving heart.

You left my heart,
Leaving it in the blue.
Helpless I fell,
Falling for you deeply.

Leaving me to weep,
With no remorseful heart.
Your sharpening dagger,
Piercing my lonely heart.

You promised me the world,
Bringing hope my way.
Our first meeting,
What a glorious scenery.

Those stormy night's
Your creation in my memory
As I lay down tonight,
I forget your betrayal.

The scars you made
A carriage for my lonely heart
Your betrayal'S tragedy,
A sound never to be forgotten.
The narrator in this poem is expressing how hurt she is at the betrayal of her lover.
These cold thoughts,
While thinking of you.
Even if we meet again,
In my Wuhan garden,
My reality a faded one.
Looking out my little window,
Awaiting your return.
My heart fondering away
I grief of your absence,
A grieving so worse,
Still awaiting your return.
My heart,
Alone it southward goes.
Dinning alone,
Yet crying over,
A future loss.
I await your return no more
Your demise I await

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
This is a poem showing a lover writing to her Chinese lover who went to war and might not come back.
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