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Heart break feels like Paralysis,
no permanent cure and Inconclusive analysis.
My eyeballs floated in salt,
my cherry cheeks stood still and time came to a halt.
The root cause
were the constant lies,
so visible like fire flies.
Everyday feels the same;
cracks in the Big Picture,
the pictures that had us in it.

No amount of Colour
can represent the love i coated you with.
No Picture Frame
can contain the greatness of that love.
No Everest
can reach that peak.

Everything went blind
and un-kind.
Every blanket went cold.
My sheets still smelt of you,
but then i asked myself what is the essence.
You are gone
and now i'm done.
Scratch that chapter of you in my life
and unto the next one.
Today, i saw a ****** make-up free woman,
but that wasn't what caught my attention;
Her swollen cheeks,
dis-coloured eye skin
and dis-torted voice got me thinking
Oh Yes !
It all started with a Hot arguement
possibly with her husband because her left ******* had a medal on it, a golden medal it would seem.
Certain slaps and blow were transmitted via fist, belt or leg.
Lots of screaming and cursing,
the kids hid under their beds panting.
Men that beat up women are heroes, right?
You beat the children and then the women.
Forgive my Remark.
That is just me being angry about it
But, really it makes no sense.
Filter paper,
Circle it all around like a radar.
Going through a phase,
and suddenly it seems appropriate to stick like things in the freezer.
On track like the Champion racer,
Brilliance is the engine maker.
Me and You like a new edition,
distinction couple in the love examination.
The envy sprain their brains on their black Operations;
But of course we resist because of this strong connection.
Couldn't care less
shouldn't care more;
Should have said less
and win the war.
Mixed up in this mess
heading straight for the bar.
Thoughts so fussy, clumsy, mossy
and aches became excessive.

Over-drunk, heading to Road West,
chatter and giggling at their busiest.
Then it started raining.
Pillagers couldn't make a move at me because it is raining.
I love the rain.
Soaked in beer
and Drenched in rain
Every where was muddy,
and slippery.

Still stangering,
He left foot step on air
weightless and painless
till his right foot joined in curiousity.
no OUCH sounded
or even any wincing from him.
Death became physically present,
Its gripped his skull
and enveloped his heart.

"Sweet Torture come to me", he thought.
Then he passed out.
He woke the next day
on the hospital bed.
His wife saw his state
and a tear drop escaped her lids.
He turned his face away.
Somewhere in the background, the sun ray focused on His face.
Hope is seemed,
the new him is redeemed.
Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy +

If was a ship
and i saw me sailing
in an Ocean of Dreams.
I could look up in the sky,
i would tell me what i see,
look at them Shiny, Shiny;
all above me.
And the more i see me,
the convinced i'll be,
And that makes me
Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy.

If i was a bird
and i saw me flying
in the fluffy Clouds of Peace.
I could look down to see all that is green,
i would tell me what i see,
look at them Glossy, Glossy
all under me.
And the more i see them,
the more am convinced
and invisible to jealousy;
And that makes me
Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy.


Meifehl
:)
There was something particularly cold that hot night,
something particularly dark that moon-lit night.
Whatever caused the giggles
did not possess me that night.

My four-cornered room
Frightened my four-chambered heart.
When i needed inspiration,
all your did was instigate an un-necessary complication.

My mind swam in water,
my thoughts deep like a crater.
Trust was always the issue,
the tears and the paper tissue.

Oh did i pray to sleep
and all the remaining night pass away,
the comfort near,
and the pain far away.
He inspired me,
Obi Emeka.

His calls
gave me warmth.

— The End —