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Mercy Jun 2020
@niamornimo
I try to conjure up
Memories and keep up with days
Moments i failed to be supportive
Tend to your greatness
Nor accommodate your hard work
My pride ripped up open
To disappointments of my absenteeism.
So when you listen to my playlist
And note ghost and dullness
Its me punishing my blindness
And dumbness which eventually
Broke you in alternates
The sorrow you see tattooed in me
Equated my over bearing pain lostness
When you passed out after getting wet
Under the romantic kisses
In heavy rains to late replies of
"Hi babe sorry got home safe and sound
Just from a power nap*"
The piano your safe space where
I only read confidence and magic
Now a bank of heaviness released
In tunes of sad melodies
Shadow of your wings.
Over time i should have healed hence moved
But am human enough to punish my
Desires to contemplate on what was amiss
Like a federal case lawyer
I will chase down the trail of this case
Till all the burgeoning yet pending
Fawls get behind bars.
Enough damage has been caused
Now we face the recompanse of our actions.
Am sorry babe.
The scales in my eyes
Now shaded i see everything clearly.
If not today tomorrow or ever
I ask you to follow the path of virtue and heart coz it was never wrong.
I have only one life left to get you back...now let grace speak for me.
Mercy Jun 2020
A Fool For Life.
@niamornimo
She loved him
Clearly it was as
Days  turned to months
Then years but her heart
Still held down the love she felt deeply
The moments and memories they shared together
Repeatedly played out to be written into
Her bones to never forget as long as she had breath in her
She knew one day
She will have to leave and
Afterwards her world would wither and die
She needed the few shared moments to
Survive  a barren world without him.
One-sided love is beautiful when accepted and embraced. Becomes less burdening but motivation
Mercy Jun 2020
@niamornimo
Its always a go ahead
Matters freedom
But to me its more of
Willingly taking oneself
Into captivity to breathe.
My love for sports
Has me running around
With my problems
Waiting to score through
Healing but the scouts
On the sidelines
Are offering first pain than aid.
With my shot foot
I limp on
Looking forward to a goal
As the rot on unattended wound
Starts to rick .
Guess my goal will
Be getting checked and medicated
In the hospital coz
The pain killers don't heal
Brokenness.
Forgiveness starts by me
Mercy May 2020
@niamornimo
"You said that you would love the kids as long as I was their mother.
But I didn't have the courage to look into your passionate eyes.
I know I can't have the baby that you want,
so I have to go away."
She stopped writing, put down her pen
and burst into tears on the table,
the liquid gushing out like water from a bursting dam.
She was alone so she was free to cry all her feelings out and sobbe loudly to let out her sorrows.

"I thought I would have a cute baby with you as long as I did what doc told me to do,
so I kept taking those disgusting medicines to adjust my body.
Even when you saw me taking those medicines by accident sometimes,
I still smiled at you and told you that I was fine as if nothing happened.

I always looked into your face when you fell into sleep.
I firstly knew how it felt to suffer from insomnia.
For a thousand times, I wanted to reach out to touch your handsome face.
But I didn't, because you might be disturbed in your peaceful sleep and wake up.
There was nothing I could do but look into your face so that I would not forget it through the dim light.
You are going to be the most memorable and precious one in my future lonely life."
With Love comes sacrifice
Mercy May 2020
Its easy to follow the path of virtue
But easy to succumb to vices
The fear of making a choice
An answer of Yes or No
Mostly dodged to Maybe
On the absence of assurance.
Can we be black and blue on the truth
Or keep being in denial.
Swaying with every breeze
Dancing to each attune
Till drenched hollow.
Carrying a sombre aura
With a heavy heart almost
Falling due to its weight that
Out matches our original Kg.
Its okay to have a stand.
Live life expressing not impressing
Darkness comes and goes
At the end of the day no dance no tears
Saying my stand
Mercy May 2020
@niamornimo
I said i fear most the breeze before the rain,
You said its the same for you too.
We both laughed while looking
At the sky
Talked and talked till both were crying
Seems that we both have been loved by someone before
Those dreams perfect to the point of not needing
To be remedied
The similar kinds of tenderness
Were both different kinds of sadness
Two souls that had been friends for years
Two reasons that our loves
Came and went
After changing of events
Both reminisced on the road side
That dream in which we were slapped in the face
Was like the sound of rumbling thunder
We've all been forgotten for eons
Time's a roadside thief that
Sleeve under the umbrella,
That face that's awaiting an answer.
How many words should be used to describe'love'?
You spoke so calmly and easily
I watched dark clouds fly away
Because i understand all the things you say
Love often has a beginning
But no ending.
Melancholy
Mercy May 2020
The man behind my memory.
@niamornimo
She lived in fantasy of
How and what's like,
Her whole life,
Where her pure heart was handed to you.
She was only 15 but timid.
Kept you at arms length
But after a while earned her trust.
She had a dark past down her memory lane
As she encountered
Betrayal,
Mistreatment,
To being damaged and scarred for life.
Before you came she found her way
Around her misfortunes to almost accepting
The course her life once took being history.
Her reservations very well informed
You knew she was a rigid and fragile soul.
Down the romantic walk ways
She gave you every insight of her.
Like a woman took up the role of
Grown up and gave you her all with undivided attention.
Mercilessly biting down her trust,
Swiping off her balance to a state of confusion
She still had hope.
Regardless of the tough road
Her faith adamant in destiny like
A staunch Muslim with no demeanor.
She'll meet again hoping
You wouldn't have forgotten her
To imprint the original heartbreak.
The journey of healing
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