Broken Love Tale Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

Let me now the tone of time as I recite an old tale
Listen, there was a time when the wings of love flies
If and only Eve it could be love in Eden forever
Ironic yet bloom by pure satire about her lust passion
Feast on deceit, her life were torn by soft deceptions
Fresh were the days he came among the cold tars deceptions
How she watched his civilization in broken edges
Humbled by stirs of poverty forever walked the pain
Come lets walked back to time and sing this song of soul
Crumble by the pebble of lives they walked apart
As though they never came through that way
Scorn by the passage of time they lost it all.
Live lets live memories are all gone
Sunk through the broken wall of life
Sing the song of soul, that which makes us remember
Chant the tone that rival our very desires
Called the name that remind him of yesterday
Tell the lyrics that called her whore
The drums that make her lose
The nights comes with the curtains of lucidity
Sometimes she comes like an old dream
As dark as her myth she forever cuts through his soul
Above the deep she echoes loud from memories
Her tears that flow the waterfalls of his reins
Angered by broken promises plunge to deceptions
In the end the tale never ends