okoye charles

(12th Febuary,1988 / Onitsha)

Love Sick


Love has got me running around
A field of wild flowers,
She keeps elluding me.
In the hearts of the wilderness,
She turns round mocking me.
Without bread or water,
She left me to fallow.
Like a garden without roses,
My heart is hollow.

Love has got me sitting at the clinic of torn sinew
She stood me up.
In the depths of my loneliness,
She pressed on, caring not.
Without hugs or kisses,
she left me no token.
Like a clock without hands,
My heart is broken.

love has got me singing in the theater of broken dreams,
She enjoys my cries.
Swimming in my tears as it flows
From my red swollen eyes.
Without pattern or rhythm,
She sings me her songs.
Like a guitar without chord,
My heart is beating wrong.

Submitted: Monday, June 04, 2012
Edited: Monday, June 04, 2012

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