Love Lost Poem by Imafidon Mac Henry

Just like the eye of heaven,
she glows gold, gentle enough
to grease my battered heart
with the mildness of cotton-clouds
travelling through dawn's skies;
same heavenly way her
smiles travelled through
every nerve, every vein, every artery
that sum to make a me.

A streak of light she was,
that produced no shadow,
nor cast hopeless silhouettes
against hopes, as so I let my eyes
to be bedazzled;
glooms might bring forth scars-
her dawns came with its stars.

She promised me paradise
where felicitous birds hovered.
yet, she bandaged my eyes
with her feign soft palms,
lying in my treasure bank.
she crumbled the temple
that was once my heart,
into shattered bits of rubbles.

Tears sprouted out from my eyes,
and rode my ballooned cheeks
and I longed for the shadowless lights,
for the silence that covered a million words;
I reach out now for a rose
and its thorns sank into
my veins and shed my blood.