Treasure Island

Abdulrasheed Dawodu


Chains Bond


Consumed by this emotion
Devoured by this affection
Engulfed in this addiction
Entangled in this feeling
Where do I go from here?

To the past?
To all what we shared?
To the future?
Which we have not as a pair?

The call of your love
The loud whisper
Of your voice
Speaking into my ears
I still hear it in my sleep
In my consciousness

How do I let go of your hand?
How do I break this bond?
But the future beckons
I will be answereth to her call
It's bright from the distance
Brighter as I go closer

The future, where I belong

Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 28, 2013
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